Updatey thing
I have been meaning to journal more. I like being able to look back and see how / when / where my life twists and turns, but to be honest I have been feeling adrift lately. Unanchored. Out of sorts. In total since I've been back at home this summer I've got TONS of shit around the house done that was long overdue. However, there is always so much more to do, and I have yet to feel that accomplished, in control satisfaction. Nowadays I'm S000 scatterbrained I still feel like I'm treading water just day to day. Between adria stuff (3 events in the last two months, camping+toddler+combat gear is an endeavor!!) And random miscellaneous stuff I'm just not wanting to deal with, I still have more catching up to do.
Mikos is now enrolled in head start. He is in home-based right now, and they said a slot opened up in the center, but it's MORNING. Before anyone makes fun of my shock and dismay, please remember we are totally and completely nocturnal. Mikos goes to bed around 2 AM, cliff and I around 4-5 AM, and the whole family gets up together around 1-2 PM. Getting him up after only a few short hours of sleep and taking him to play and learn with kids while he's tired wouldn't be good for him, I don't want to put him through that, no matter how much I want to give him time with other kids. Resetting our clocks would be pointless because cliff still works nights and I like us all being on the same schedule so we spend more time together as a family, plus I start night classes again in september anyways. 'Jet lag' from musical sleep schedules is a bitch.
I got my first jury summons. I have to take the form in ASAP so I don't wind up with some retarded warrant.
The neighbor threw a hissy fit about stumpy so now I have to take her in for a mandatory rabies shot on wednesday and buy a city license for her. >.< kiss that forty bucks goodbye.
What happened was the neighbor put her birds out on the front porch, came back and they were gone. She came over here screaming that stumpy MUST have eaten her birds. I tried to explain to her that there is no way my three legged cat got into a closed birdcage and ate her birds. She didn't see what happened. There were no feathers or anything on the ground. WTF?
I think what happened is one of her kids opened it up to play with them and they flew away, so they blamed my cat. After yelling at us she called animal control on my cat.
Bitch.
Any-hoo, we are soooohohoho broke ATM. Cliff still hasn't got the full time hours he was promised.
Once fall hits we will be in the clear. Financial aid should pay the debt we have accumulated, which will let us coast through until winter quarter.
I registered for fall classes. So far I have
Psychology 101, Parent Involvement, and History of Native American Culture. I'm pretty excited.
I got a haircut today, which is absolutely perfect. Short enough that it's well off my shoulders, long enough to pull back if I need too, layered just right and slightly shorter in the back than the front. However, little miss stylist-in-a-hurry PULLED OUT MY EARING with her comb!! Straight up yanked the back off! It was bleeding everywhere!!! She wouldn't even help me get the back of the earing on again because since I was bleeding she said she wasn't allowed too. She was saved from execution only by my unwillingness to march out with a half-done haircut.
However, In her defense: my hair looks great! but now my ear hurts to bad to wear headphones. >: No guided meditation videos for mama tonight.
OH!
Guess what I got??
BABY MAKIN' MEDS!!!
After this long the doctors finally said "okay, you SHOULD have gotten pregnant by now. It's been over a year. Lets do something about it."
They tested cliff's swimmers (He has 270 million, for anyone morbidly curious) which are just fine. They did an ultrasound on me to check for inflammation or scarring, ran blood tests on my thyroid, pituitary and hemoglobin glucose, the works.
And ya know what? I'm FINE. Cliff's swimmers are FINE. Everything's FINE. They have no fucking idea why a baby hasn't taken yet. On the one hand I am hugely relieved that nothing is wrong with my baby makers. On the other hand unexplained infertility is kind of unsettling. Mysterious.
So the doctors said: Fuck it! lets try some chlomids!
I am so super totally omigawsh excited!! Finally I feel like I am DOING something about it, instead of just crying myself to sleep trying to figure out why my womb is so utterly empty. I don't feel so helpless. I feel like I have some control over what happens to me, which is so precious to me at this stage in my life. I feel so empowered! I want a baby, and God-damn-it Imma' gonna get me one!!
They are a real low dose, which is just fine. I don't wanna end up like octomom with a dozen babies at a time or some shit! FUCK that! The doc says there is a risk of multiples, but it's 1/20, and he says he hasn't seen it happen in over ten years. (NO ONE better spill no slurpies now!) And just in case anyone in my family reads this and goes and gossips about how they think me having another baby is a bad idea: with love, get fucked. <3
so, I think that basically covers my once in a blue moon long as hell life update, for the record.
Life is hard, but life is good. Love my man, Love my son, my family, my life.
THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR UPDATING MORE! I am so sad when I'm bored and hop on to see whats new in the lives of my darling friends and no ones posted in ages. ( ;
Mikos is now enrolled in head start. He is in home-based right now, and they said a slot opened up in the center, but it's MORNING. Before anyone makes fun of my shock and dismay, please remember we are totally and completely nocturnal. Mikos goes to bed around 2 AM, cliff and I around 4-5 AM, and the whole family gets up together around 1-2 PM. Getting him up after only a few short hours of sleep and taking him to play and learn with kids while he's tired wouldn't be good for him, I don't want to put him through that, no matter how much I want to give him time with other kids. Resetting our clocks would be pointless because cliff still works nights and I like us all being on the same schedule so we spend more time together as a family, plus I start night classes again in september anyways. 'Jet lag' from musical sleep schedules is a bitch.
I got my first jury summons. I have to take the form in ASAP so I don't wind up with some retarded warrant.
The neighbor threw a hissy fit about stumpy so now I have to take her in for a mandatory rabies shot on wednesday and buy a city license for her. >.< kiss that forty bucks goodbye.
What happened was the neighbor put her birds out on the front porch, came back and they were gone. She came over here screaming that stumpy MUST have eaten her birds. I tried to explain to her that there is no way my three legged cat got into a closed birdcage and ate her birds. She didn't see what happened. There were no feathers or anything on the ground. WTF?
I think what happened is one of her kids opened it up to play with them and they flew away, so they blamed my cat. After yelling at us she called animal control on my cat.
Bitch.
Any-hoo, we are soooohohoho broke ATM. Cliff still hasn't got the full time hours he was promised.
Once fall hits we will be in the clear. Financial aid should pay the debt we have accumulated, which will let us coast through until winter quarter.
I registered for fall classes. So far I have
Psychology 101, Parent Involvement, and History of Native American Culture. I'm pretty excited.
I got a haircut today, which is absolutely perfect. Short enough that it's well off my shoulders, long enough to pull back if I need too, layered just right and slightly shorter in the back than the front. However, little miss stylist-in-a-hurry PULLED OUT MY EARING with her comb!! Straight up yanked the back off! It was bleeding everywhere!!! She wouldn't even help me get the back of the earing on again because since I was bleeding she said she wasn't allowed too. She was saved from execution only by my unwillingness to march out with a half-done haircut.
However, In her defense: my hair looks great! but now my ear hurts to bad to wear headphones. >: No guided meditation videos for mama tonight.
OH!
Guess what I got??
BABY MAKIN' MEDS!!!
After this long the doctors finally said "okay, you SHOULD have gotten pregnant by now. It's been over a year. Lets do something about it."
They tested cliff's swimmers (He has 270 million, for anyone morbidly curious) which are just fine. They did an ultrasound on me to check for inflammation or scarring, ran blood tests on my thyroid, pituitary and hemoglobin glucose, the works.
And ya know what? I'm FINE. Cliff's swimmers are FINE. Everything's FINE. They have no fucking idea why a baby hasn't taken yet. On the one hand I am hugely relieved that nothing is wrong with my baby makers. On the other hand unexplained infertility is kind of unsettling. Mysterious.
So the doctors said: Fuck it! lets try some chlomids!
I am so super totally omigawsh excited!! Finally I feel like I am DOING something about it, instead of just crying myself to sleep trying to figure out why my womb is so utterly empty. I don't feel so helpless. I feel like I have some control over what happens to me, which is so precious to me at this stage in my life. I feel so empowered! I want a baby, and God-damn-it Imma' gonna get me one!!
They are a real low dose, which is just fine. I don't wanna end up like octomom with a dozen babies at a time or some shit! FUCK that! The doc says there is a risk of multiples, but it's 1/20, and he says he hasn't seen it happen in over ten years. (NO ONE better spill no slurpies now!) And just in case anyone in my family reads this and goes and gossips about how they think me having another baby is a bad idea: with love, get fucked. <3
so, I think that basically covers my once in a blue moon long as hell life update, for the record.
Life is hard, but life is good. Love my man, Love my son, my family, my life.
THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR UPDATING MORE! I am so sad when I'm bored and hop on to see whats new in the lives of my darling friends and no ones posted in ages. ( ;