Friday, May 15, 2009
Sorry haven't blogged in over a week. The semester just ended and I was really worn out. I have been spending time with my daughter. We have seen Star Trek twice. We love that movie, and Kirk and Spock. We will be heading to the beach in a couple of weeks for a few days of sun and fun. Boy, do I need that. We will see David Cook while there. I look forward to good seafood, and hours on the beach. I have travel plans for this summer, I will go where no man has gone before. My niece, Ashleigh graduates from college this weekend. She is a doll baby. I love her so much. She will be a great teacher, because she is so caring and giving. Well. that is all for today. See you later in blogger land.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Wow, 22 years ago today. My husband and I tried for 2 years to get pregnant. We went to specialists, and had tests, and I kept records. It became very scientific, and mechanical. My poor hubby was under enthused after a few months. "Honey, it's a good time." "Baby can it wait until after the game?" It seemed as if he began to keep a mental record, and stayed clear of the bedroom. Yes, it put a strain on our marriage, because I was obsessed. When I asked him to get tested, oh my God! That was a direct challenged to his manhood. But, when the results said "the boys" were strong and capable, he was relieved and a little smug. He wanted a child also, but he was not over the moon about it. Until he laid eyes on Ryan. I was so sick right after the birth, that I stayed in the recovery room for 4 hours. He was the one to bond with our daughter. He gave her the first bath, and bottle. He spent that whole time with her. I was so jealous. It was so unfair, I should have been bonding, but, oh no, instead I was puking my guts out, and freezing to death. Anyway, all ended well. We only have the one, but she has been such a blessing. Truly Motherhood is the greatest gift in life.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Doesn't it seem like everyone is having a baby in May. It is a perfect month to deliver. One more month and the pangs of Hell. I mean summer heat. Being large and in charge and sweating like the family pig on a spit. Sweat glands seem to triple in size during the last three months. You feel bad, your feet are two sizes larger then normal and everything gets on your nerves. Plus all you want to do is eat and sleep. I remember calling my doctor everyday for two weeks. I was miserable and Huge. I drove my poor husband crazy. The man really was a saint during this time. I would send him to the Ghetto for shrimp fried rice. I am not kidding. He would drive across town to this place that was a walk up window. With bars! Forget the nice Chinese restaurants with pleasant hostesses nearby. I had to have that rice, and nothing else would do. What a pain I was. I look back now and shake my head. Thank God for a loving husband, and supportive family. Oh, and by the way, my doctor was "conveniently out of town when I finally went into labor. More motherhood tales this month.