4 days? That's it? It seems like I haven't been by here much longer than that...
Hello to all!
Let's see...I bawled my eyes out at Red Lobster tonight. Why? Because I saw a Down Syndrome girl (about age 2) eating with her family right across from where we were sitting. I just lost it. I have only 5 more days of hell to endure before knowing what's up. The big day is Wednesday, April 5th and I so can't wait. Tonight was the second time since hearing the news about my Quad Test coming back positive that I bawled in public. The first time was this past Sunday which I forgot to post about. When we were in Church, we sat in the very front pew on the left-hand side from the center. There in the front of the center section was a Down Syndrome boy (about 17 years old) and when I saw him I just welled up and cried right there. It's a sad, sad place to be right now. There is nothing I can do to stop my brain from spinning 24/7. I try to NOT think about stuff but it's difficult to say the least.
Have I mentioned that I can't wait for Wednesday to roll around? Gosh I really can't wait but yet I dread it because of what will be discussed and such. Again, I can't express enough what a sad place it is to be right now.
Ok enough about all that crap. Let's move on to some great news...
Michael got his bonus today and as a treat we all went to Red Lobster. Ok, so much for that - we're back to the sadness that started this post...sheesh.
Let's skip ahead a bit. Tomorrow - Tomorrow is Ariel's first solo swim lesson (that is solo meaning without Michael and I in the water). Last year we took the Parent/Tot lessons where we were in the pool with her doing all the swimming stuff. This year she's flying solo. I feel like Crush in Finding Nemo. "Let's see what Squirt can do flying solo..." I just hope she doesn't cry.
Sunday will find us at Church again and I'm feeling really great about going. I had that void feeling going on inside and now it's going away since going back to church, so that's a good thing!
What else? Oh, here's a funny statistic...
Michael and I were talking about one of my body functions. How can I put this delicately? Hmm...I go #2 an average of 3 times a day for about 20 minutes each time. Well, he figured out that that equals about an hour of my day. So I poop about 4% of the time that I'm awake. But wait, it gets worse...This also translates to be about 1 full day a month (timewise) dedicated to defecating OR about 13 days a year! Can you believe this shit about shitting? He comes up with the weirdest stuff. Ah, yeah, I know, but I married him anyway! LOL
And on that note - I'm out.
Let's see...I bawled my eyes out at Red Lobster tonight. Why? Because I saw a Down Syndrome girl (about age 2) eating with her family right across from where we were sitting. I just lost it. I have only 5 more days of hell to endure before knowing what's up. The big day is Wednesday, April 5th and I so can't wait. Tonight was the second time since hearing the news about my Quad Test coming back positive that I bawled in public. The first time was this past Sunday which I forgot to post about. When we were in Church, we sat in the very front pew on the left-hand side from the center. There in the front of the center section was a Down Syndrome boy (about 17 years old) and when I saw him I just welled up and cried right there. It's a sad, sad place to be right now. There is nothing I can do to stop my brain from spinning 24/7. I try to NOT think about stuff but it's difficult to say the least.
Have I mentioned that I can't wait for Wednesday to roll around? Gosh I really can't wait but yet I dread it because of what will be discussed and such. Again, I can't express enough what a sad place it is to be right now.
Ok enough about all that crap. Let's move on to some great news...
Michael got his bonus today and as a treat we all went to Red Lobster. Ok, so much for that - we're back to the sadness that started this post...sheesh.
Let's skip ahead a bit. Tomorrow - Tomorrow is Ariel's first solo swim lesson (that is solo meaning without Michael and I in the water). Last year we took the Parent/Tot lessons where we were in the pool with her doing all the swimming stuff. This year she's flying solo. I feel like Crush in Finding Nemo. "Let's see what Squirt can do flying solo..." I just hope she doesn't cry.
Sunday will find us at Church again and I'm feeling really great about going. I had that void feeling going on inside and now it's going away since going back to church, so that's a good thing!
What else? Oh, here's a funny statistic...
Michael and I were talking about one of my body functions. How can I put this delicately? Hmm...I go #2 an average of 3 times a day for about 20 minutes each time. Well, he figured out that that equals about an hour of my day. So I poop about 4% of the time that I'm awake. But wait, it gets worse...This also translates to be about 1 full day a month (timewise) dedicated to defecating OR about 13 days a year! Can you believe this shit about shitting? He comes up with the weirdest stuff. Ah, yeah, I know, but I married him anyway! LOL
And on that note - I'm out.