Who says it doesn't snow in San Diego! :)
Monday, December 8, 2008
Sea World on my own
Posted by Cheeziemommie at 9:32 PM 2 comments
Labels: me, my babies, my bucket list, Sea World, travel
Soon to be Extinct
Posted by Cheeziemommie at 9:16 PM 0 comments
Labels: my babies
Thursday, October 23, 2008
I Heart Pumpkins
Posted by Cheeziemommie at 9:59 AM 2 comments
Labels: colby, fall, Lacie, my babies, photography, pictures, pumpkins
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Getting Deep On Ya...
Many of you know about my hunger for a third child for our family. I've definitely come a long way with these feelings but they are still there. I can't help but pray anxiously every month that the dreaded dot won't show, and every month I'm disappointed. And rightfully so, I mean it would be a HUGE miracle if I were to pop up pregnant. Not that those haven't been known to happen but I am just trying to be real with myself here. So in all these prayers for another baby - some how some way - I've also been praying that if it's not meant to be that I would find peace in it. I KNOW that I am blessed, I KNOW that I have more wonderful things in my life than some, and it's definitely enough. So I'm getting there. :)
Just about everytime that I start wishing to be a "Mother of 3" again a thought flitters across my mind....
"You ARE a mother of 3"
What? Who said that? I am a mother of 2 (darlings might I add) that WANTS to be a Mother of 3.
"No, YOU ARE A MOTHER OF 3"
I can literally feel my uterus tightening as I think these thought and type these words.
In February of 2001 I became pregnant for the first time in my life. We had been actively trying and another couple that we were close to had just announced their pregnancy a month before. We were ecstatic! I was sick at work and my mom said "YAY You're sick!" :)
In March we celebrated our first anniversary at Disneyland for 3 days and I happily obstained from all the fun rides. We came home and went to our first little appointment which included lots of bloodwork.
Then I got a call from my ob/gyn. "Your numbers look a little funny. Come in for another blood test please."
I had several blood tests over several days and finally a pelvic ultrasound. My first ultrasound ever. (Pelvically - not as fun as on the belly!)
David held my hand and my doctor took his time examining. Searchind is more like it. Searching for what wasn't there.
A heartbeat.
A viable pregnancy.
I was devastated. I was convinced it was my fault and that I would never have the children I so desperately wanted. I practically blacked out in the parking lot. My poor husband, I was so blind to HIS pain. Until I heard him crying too.
Within a few days I started spotting. It was like a slap in the face. I had SO wanted them to be WRONG. But there was no denying it and I went in for a D&C.
They said it was a blighted ovum. The baby stops developing but the body & placenta continue on as if there is still a pregnancy.
I was between 8 and 9 weeks. Many people didn't even know we were pregnant yet.
I was told that it wasn't even really a baby that was lost.
I don't believe that for one second.
It was my baby. Our baby. My first.
And that would make me a MOTHER OF 3.
Tomorrow is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day
Posted by Cheeziemommie at 9:50 PM 4 comments
Labels: me, miscarriage, my babies
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Breathe Katie Breathe
That is my mantra. I don't think I can do this. My head and my heart are pounding. And I am literally struggling to breathe.
Over dramatic much?
School starts tomorrow.
I am not one of those mothers that just can't wait to get rid of their kids after 2 1/2 months of togetherness. Don't get me wrong, I love a break or a date night as much as the next gal but I just can not get excited about the fact that I will now only be seeing my children for few short hours a day.
They will be having fun, learning, growing, without me standing right there and witnessing it all.
Add to that the fact that this will be their first time in public school. Last year Lacie's classroom had 7 students in it, at her new school she has 20!
They will be spending their days with complete and total strangers.
Haven't I taught them not to talk to strangers?
Now I'm supposed to just walk them to the door, wave, and walk away?
I don't know how I'm gonna do this! Seriously. I'm a mess.
Posted by Cheeziemommie at 9:45 PM 1 comments