The stockings were hung by the chimney with care… (okay the TV) 

In hopes that Saint Nicholas soon would be there… 

They’ve been talking about a snowstorm all day long. Everyone has been in that pre storm frenzy feeling. I like the excitement that surrounds it, but I’ve been waiting ALL DAY for this damn storm to blow in. Well it’s 9pm and sometime in the last hour it started falling and it’s falling FAST! Everything has a solid white layer now. Maybe we will get that 8-15inches they are predicting!

Head over to Getupgrrl to see her good news!

Emily needs a bit of love and support. Please go show her some.

I’m a Mommy’s girl too. Mommy says I look just like my Daddy when I make this face.  

Mommy is so warm and comfy. 

Grammy, turn that camera off so I can have some dinner! 

Christmas is over for one side of the family. Yeehaw. And I’m glad it’s over with. Let me just say though, that Erichs family isn’t one for great gift giving and all. Not that I want to sound like the ungrateful bitch that I am, but ya know. My MIL gave Magdalena a christmas doll (that she bought while I was with her last year. I’m surprised she was able to hold on to it that long), some zwieback toast, and some biter biscuits. I’m really dumbfounded as to why she gave her food. Does she look malnourished or something? Oh and here is the kicker. She gave Magdalena a pair of pajamas that are 12-18 months. This would make more sense to you if I told you that Magdalena is just now starting to fit into 6-9month pj’s and I TOLD her this before. She told me “oh she’ll start growing really fast soon.” Um, no? Weight gain and such tapers off at the END of the first year, not starts going like crazy. She’s a good five pounds away from even being in the weight range for these pajamas. Well, I guess next year she’ll have some warm pjs… urgh.

Here is where if you are recently pregnant/pregnant you stop reading because I’m about to go on a big whiney vent.

See, there are lots of people getting pregnant. Don’t get me wrong, I’m really am happy for these people. But, I’m having a really hard time showing it. I’m really a Bitter Betty because **I** want to be pregnant. And my chart shows that nothing is happening down there and if I seriously have to sit through one more cycle of nothing to get clomid, I am going to go postal. It’s hard to contain my unhappiness and let the happiness shine through for people who are pregnant. Because (I’ve said this before) I really AM happy that it worked for them. I’m really UNHAPPY with my body and it’s inability to do one tiny simple thing… ovulate.

Here is the menu for this afternoons meal.

Portebello Mushroom and Cracked Black Pepper Pork Loin

Baked Potatoes

Green Bean Casserole

Corn Casserole

Steamed Carrots

Rolls

Dutch Apple Pie

I’m sure there will be leftovers. Why am I making such a huge meal for 7 people (plus Magdalena)? Oh yeah because it’s Christmas and we didn’t have a big meal for Thanksgiving.

That is what is screaming in my head right now. Erich’s family will be here in 3 hours and 45 minutes and I still have a sink full of dishes, no baking accomplished, Magdalena’s in her pajamas (as am I) and I don’t feel like doing any of it. Bah Humbug.

I did clean the LR and dining room (well made it more than presentable) and vacuumed. I’d like to get down and mop but need a babysitter (aka Daddy) to help with Magdalena so that I can do that. It doesn’t **have** to be done but it always smells really good afterwards (not that it smells bad in here mind you.)

Yesterday, I got a rug from Lowes. Erich says it looks like a burlap sack. Merry Christmas Suzanne! It was no where near the expense of all the power tools that he got for Christmas. Can you tell we don’t wait? lol We always end up shopping and then he sees something he likes that he wants for Christmas but he has to have it **now** because “I have a project that I’m working on that it would be perfect for!” So I always wrap the empty box. Hey, I can’t spend hundreds of dollars on christmas and have an empty tree now can I? He also told me that he had wanted to buy me a dryer for Christmas. Man, we’re getting old aren’t we? Because honestly a dryer sounded pretty thrilling to me.

I’m going back to get to work. Magdalena needs her nap now since we’ve been up for about two hours. Maybe if I can get her to sleep I can mop quickly and start on the kitchen. I’ll post pictures later of M in her Christmas dress and my rug.

I’m using firefox now. Now I just need to figure out bloglines…

Merry Christmas! All of our gifts but two or so are under there! The pictures on the wall are of my father (who died when I was 9) and my mom and dad’s wedding portrait. ( I have it since she can’t really hang it up in her house with my stepdad.) 

This is our gift from Santa this year. He brought it a bit early. 

“I love my husband he is the greatest. I love my husband he is the greatest….”

So for a few days there has been this soury smell in the kitchen. I’ve been searching high and low for it. I put a new refridgerator deodorizer in, searched for rotten food, moved the microwave, and cleaned the drains out with baking soda and vinegar. Erich always says it’s me, haha. So anyways, I decided to move this dresser and mop underneath it. I was on the phone with Erich while doing this. So I move the dresser and what do I find? A banana. A black banana that is. I say, “oh gross Erich there is a banana under here.” His response? “Oh yeah, I meant to go after that. Man that was a long time ago.” Grrr.

Okay, so here is the lowdown. I started my period again. It is obvious by my last chart that ovulation did not occur. Dr. B (my obgyn) wants me to cycle 2 more times and then we can do clomid.

At the appointment on November 22 we talked about my PCOS. She believes that I am very borderline if I have it at all and was not pleased with the way things were handled last time. She thinks that since I didn’t bleed when they gave me clomid that I might have already been pregnant or ovulated on my own. She doesn’t have a problem with TTC and breastfeeding but she wanted me to wean when I got pregnant. (Heh, that won’t happen but I thought it best to leave that discussion for another day) So three cycles (1 down and I’m in the middle of the 2nd cycle) and then the drugs will come my way. I don’t have to wait the 6 months since I have a previous diagnosis of infertility due to PCOS. Wee.

Before anyone may think of leaving a comment and flaming me for my decision to take clomid while nursing, please know that I have done my share of research on the subject. I have made an educated decision with the help of breastfeeding peers who have taken clomid, LLL leaders, LLL friends, and my healthcare provider. Please know that I would never intentionally do anything that would harm Magdalena, myself, or any future children.



We did talk a great deal about a VBAC and how my labor was handled. I’ll have to address that in a different post, but it was very interesting. I’ll try tomorrow, okay?

Magdalena is chilling in my lap. She’s in that half second right before your eyes shut permanently.