<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288</id><updated>2012-02-11T11:26:27.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Dream Of Baby.....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>159</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-7475042868088886848</id><published>2008-08-26T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:09:18.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm feeling much better today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not feeling as sorry for myself and as emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I signed up for Lamaze Classes today. So wierd. I can't believe I'm doing these things. My classes start on Oct 21st - Nov 18th. 6-8:30pm. 2 1/2 hours is LONG!! Especially when I go to bed at 9pm. I'm going to need to take a quick nap before I go. I also scheduled my breastfeeding class for Nov 25th 6-8:30. It's all becoming so real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DH is so wonderful. I'm sure going to enjoy the last 3 months I have with him being like this. He's been so wonderful. I know it will all change once I'm not pregnant anymore. Not that he won't be wonderful anymore, but I won't be nearly as spoiled as I am now. I feel like Alanis is going through a growth spurt this week. My tummy gets crampy every night and my skin is feeling stretched. Plus, I can feel her more often, but in different areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm trying to eat better. Now that I've had a TON of Ice Cream cake. I'm going to really really try not to gain TOO much weight in my last 3 months. I just want to gain the reccomended amount. Not 8lbs every month. So i'm really going to put an effort into eating healthier. It would be easier accept I crave sugar like there is no tomorrow. I mean even if I eat a nice healthy dinner and I'm full, I can't go to bed without something sweet to top it off. I guess if I listen to the dr and have my sweets when I crave them, but in moderation, then maybe I'll be ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DH and I are going camping this weekend!! I'm so freaking excited!!! My dad is closing the shop on Friday so I get a 4-Day weekend at camp!! Woo Hoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-7475042868088886848?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/7475042868088886848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=7475042868088886848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7475042868088886848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7475042868088886848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/08/better-today.html' title='Better Today'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-6402679494505460385</id><published>2008-08-25T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T07:30:51.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Thirties</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's me now! 34!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy flipping birthday to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm extremely thankful to be pregnant this year. I love my little girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My husband is awsome and I'm so thankful I have him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Other then that, my birthday was a giant dissapointment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I felt really let down and really unloved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But hey, it's probably just hormones right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-6402679494505460385?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/6402679494505460385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=6402679494505460385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6402679494505460385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6402679494505460385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/08/mid-thirties.html' title='Mid Thirties'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-1773238785563460813</id><published>2008-08-09T18:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T18:21:26.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Day in a row................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that I'm blogging!!! Been awhile since I did that eh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday I went to the TotTrade. It's a giant consignment sale they hold once a year in an arena.  I got some GREAT stuff!!! Tons of clothes in sizes ranging from 0-9 mos. Mostly I got pajamas. I also got a Pack-n-play (in mint condition) for $25. I got a Bassinet in mint condition for $35. I also got a Leapster Play Table, a changing table pad, some floor puzzle piece things (see below links), and  a bumbo. Here are the links for some pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Pack-n-Play.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Pack-n-Play.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Pack-n-Play2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Pack-n-Play2.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Leapster.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Leapster.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Bassinet.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Bassinet.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Bumbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Bumbo.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Playmat.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Playmat.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/clothes.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/clothes.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Bibs.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Bibs.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/pumpkin.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/YellowOutfit.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/YellowOutfit.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also went to target and bought my bookcase I wanted. I put it together today and put some decor above it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/BookShelf.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/BookShelf.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/08090818041.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/08090818041.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Words.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Words.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a busy couple days. Tomorrow I have to go to Lens Crafters and see if they can fix Russ's glasses. Hopefully they will do it for free since they are less then a year old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I'm off to bed. I'm exhausted from my busy day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-1773238785563460813?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/1773238785563460813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=1773238785563460813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1773238785563460813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1773238785563460813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/08/2nd-day-in-row.html' title='2nd Day in a row................'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-4050826837909929986</id><published>2008-08-08T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T07:14:14.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess it's time for an update!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know that I'm a slacker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have no defense to that. Just everytime I want to do a blog entry, I want to add pictures and on blogger.com, it's a pain in the ass to add pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I decided to add picture links instead. That's much quicker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since the last time I posted, we've come up with a name for our little girl. Her name will be Alanis. I'd put her full name (middle and last), but posting that stuff on the web scares the crap out of me. So, I'll just say her name is Alanis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We've got most of her room done. We need to hang some stuff up and we still need a dresser and bookshelf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are some picutres of it so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/100_1205.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/100_1205.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/100_1206.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/100_1206.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/100_1207.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/100_1207.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/100_1213.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/100_1213.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/100_1245b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/100_1245b.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/100_1241.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/100_1241.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/100_1239.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/100_1239.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are the letters that I made to hang above her crib. We just havene't hung them yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/BabyGirlCannito002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/BabyGirlCannito002.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/BabyGirlCannito004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/BabyGirlCannito004.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is her closet.............so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/100_1216.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/100_1216.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's a tad spoiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today we're going to a TotTrade in Charlotte. It's a GIANT consignment sale they have twice a year at an Arena. I can't wait to get some goodies!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lets see what else....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm feeling good. My feet hurt a lot when I walk around or stand too much, but other then that, I feel great. I have a doctors appointment on Monday. I can't believe I'm starting my 6th month tomorrow. 4 more months!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ is off to Hungary again tomorrow. Blech!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, I have to get some stuff done. I'll post tomorrow about my loot from the TotTrade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have a great day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-4050826837909929986?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/4050826837909929986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=4050826837909929986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4050826837909929986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4050826837909929986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-guess-its-time-for-update.html' title='I guess it&apos;s time for an update!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-4242511235707641908</id><published>2008-07-16T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T11:23:58.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/image/its%20a%20girl/drdankmd/its_a_girl-4801.gif?o=78" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm50/drdankmd/its_a_girl-4801.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's beautiful!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's doing so well. Measuring right on track at 18w5d. All her measurments came out perfect. Brain, kidneys, stomache, umbilical cord, etc. all look great and are working well. Her heartbeat was 155. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are some pics!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She was facing the placenta and refused to turn around. So we didn't get any face pictures or 4d pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is a picture of her back side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Baby%20Girl%20Cannito/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BabyGirlCannito034.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Baby%20Girl%20Cannito/BabyGirlCannito034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is her head and a leg and a arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Baby%20Girl%20Cannito/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BabyGirlCannito001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Baby%20Girl%20Cannito/BabyGirlCannito001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is her girly parts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Baby%20Girl%20Cannito/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BabyGirlCannito014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Baby%20Girl%20Cannito/BabyGirlCannito014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And here she is trying to do a somersault! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Baby%20Girl%20Cannito/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BabyGirlCannito024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Baby%20Girl%20Cannito/BabyGirlCannito024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isn't she great!!! I can't wait to meet her!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-4242511235707641908?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/4242511235707641908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=4242511235707641908' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4242511235707641908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4242511235707641908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/07/shes-beautiful-shes-doing-so-well.html' title='Girl!!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Baby%20Girl%20Cannito/th_BabyGirlCannito034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3436191425843273808</id><published>2008-07-13T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T12:10:29.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A week in the life of...................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing exciting really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work has been pretty slow, so it didn't take long to get all caught up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We even took a half day on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wednesday, Russ and I went out for our 3 year anniversary. We went to an italian restaurant called Pinocchios. It's really good. It's a small place, only about 12 tables and you always need reservations because it's that good!  They even have homemade Cannolis!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday, we went out to dinner again. This time it was with a guy from Russ's work.  We went to O'Charleys. I got a filet mignon and a loaded baked potato. The potato was great, the steak was really under done. Blech! I sent it back, but all they did was microwave it. I didn't eat it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been working on my Thank you notes. It's taking a really long time. I have 41 of them to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Plus, I"m not sealing them all yet since tomorrow I'll hopefully be finding out weather it's a boy or girl, then I can add that to the cards as a little surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, I got my new pregnancy pillow on Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.babycenter.com/product/maternity/maternity+pillows/back+%27n+belly+contoured+pillow.do?asc=false"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://store.babycenter.com/product/maternity/maternity+pillows/back+%27n+belly+contoured+pillow.do?asc=false&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's huge! And it's WONDERFUL!! The last two nights, I've slept so well!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've only been up to pee once in the night at around 4am. I feel so good when I get up. Refreshed. I think I'll be using this pillow forever!!! Even when I'm not pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Poor Russ though, he has hardly any room on the bed anymore. He says he's fine though, so who am I to argue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow at 10:15am, we're going to our ultrasound to find out if we're having a boy or girl. I sure hope the baby cooperates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, back to working on the Thank You notes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3436191425843273808?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3436191425843273808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3436191425843273808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3436191425843273808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3436191425843273808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/07/week-in-life-of.html' title='A week in the life of...................'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-5914180384853585702</id><published>2008-07-09T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T11:05:06.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My trip was so great! It was relaxing and I got to see all my favorite Peeps!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hated the plane ride there. It was extremely rough and shakey and I just don't care for those types of plane trips. Also, I fogot HOW tight the seating is in coach. It's been awhile since i've flown and with this belly, it really sucked!! I definately couldn't fly when I was like 7 months. I'd be way more miserable. Kayla (my niece) went with me. It was her first plane ride and I was worried that she'd hate it and not get on our flight in ATlanta, but I was so wrong! She LOVED it! Here are some pics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT43FZ-zKI/AAAAAAAAAUs/nGXFwOuTw5U/s1600-h/th_100_1090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221071493256891554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT43FZ-zKI/AAAAAAAAAUs/nGXFwOuTw5U/s320/th_100_1090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT5ABBVMKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/5f90swcv5Us/s1600-h/th_100_1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221071646698582178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT5ABBVMKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/5f90swcv5Us/s320/th_100_1091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT5GE2ZCaI/AAAAAAAAAU8/92DD0FOp8x0/s1600-h/th_100_1093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221071750805653922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT5GE2ZCaI/AAAAAAAAAU8/92DD0FOp8x0/s320/th_100_1093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My shower was great! I got lots of good stuff!! So many people came. I wasn't expecting a lot to show up, but they did and it was great to see everyone. I wish I had more time to visit with them all though. I had to divide my time between 38 people and open gifts in 3 hours. It was tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hung out with Erin and her boys on Monday and Thursday. That was great too. Her boys are such snuggle buns!! I wanted to take one home. Or two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT6C5GWzPI/AAAAAAAAAVE/KWEuTRM00HY/s1600-h/th_100_1155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221072795623410930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT6C5GWzPI/AAAAAAAAAVE/KWEuTRM00HY/s320/th_100_1155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT6J_7aPKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/MZHSUeV1QGk/s1600-h/th_100_1105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221072917715631266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT6J_7aPKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/MZHSUeV1QGk/s320/th_100_1105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday Russ and I went to lunch with Melissa and Patty!! This is the ONLY picture I have of them. I'm soooo glad I remebered my camera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT6g4k12uI/AAAAAAAAAVU/5IGKccTH1cc/s1600-h/th_100_1149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221073310878915298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT6g4k12uI/AAAAAAAAAVU/5IGKccTH1cc/s320/th_100_1149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Later that night we went to dinner with my inlaws. Here is a nice pic of me and Russ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT6td7ZqRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/jwLyk42b1Fc/s1600-h/th_100_1163-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221073527064078610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT6td7ZqRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/jwLyk42b1Fc/s320/th_100_1163-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are some pics from when we went to Dansville. Russ is obsessed with sunsets and getting pictures during them. So here is one of me and then I took one of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT7ar8de8I/AAAAAAAAAVk/BxJm456qETw/s1600-h/th_100_1115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221074303920733122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT7ar8de8I/AAAAAAAAAVk/BxJm456qETw/s320/th_100_1115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT7hlpFNxI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Xr_gq1mY1hU/s1600-h/th_100_1117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221074422487922450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT7hlpFNxI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Xr_gq1mY1hU/s320/th_100_1117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our trip home was nice. We upgraded our seats to first class (only cost $49) on the flight from Rochester to Atlanta. The flight was much smoother and I had a ton of room for me and my big belly. It was so nice. Our trip from Atlanta to Charlotte would have been coach. We would have gotten home around 8pm, but they overbooked the flight and asked for volunteers to take the later flight. Well Russ and I jumped on it since we could use the free plane tickets. They gave us each a free round trip ticket and went to book us on the 11pm flight and realized it was full too. So she offered us TWO round trip tickets EACH, plus a hotel room for the night and dinner. We said OK! She then booked us on the 9am flight in FIRST CLASS!!! Thank you! The hotel was gorgeous! It was 12 stories, the rooms had big fluffybathrobes, starbucks coffee, down comforter, and a flat screen tv. NICE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our flight the next morning was nice and smooth and with first class, nice and roomy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, that's the highlights of my trip!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;New 18 Week Belly Pic coming tomorrow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-5914180384853585702?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/5914180384853585702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=5914180384853585702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5914180384853585702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5914180384853585702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SHT43FZ-zKI/AAAAAAAAAUs/nGXFwOuTw5U/s72-c/th_100_1090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-1981732456166296146</id><published>2008-06-26T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T18:14:39.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16 Week Belly Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16wBellyPics002-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/16wBellyPics002-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is a view from the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16wBellyPics007-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/16wBellyPics007-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's getting big eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm off to NY this weekend! YAY!! I finally get to see my husband on Saturday. I miss him like crazy. It's been too long. I'm also excited to see my friends and my inlaws! It's going to be a good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so tired. I've been going non stop for two days getting ready to leave for NY. Tomorrow is just as crammed. Right now, I just want to go to bed, but I'm waiting for my parents to come over and pick up some stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing else much new. I'm sure I'll have lots to post when I'm in NY. I'll be seeing so many people and having a baby shower, so I'll have lots more to write about. Tonight I'm just boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just wanted to update you on my GIANT belly!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have a great day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-1981732456166296146?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/1981732456166296146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=1981732456166296146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1981732456166296146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1981732456166296146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/06/16-week-belly-picture.html' title='16 Week Belly Picture'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3000016571563962296</id><published>2008-06-17T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T05:51:09.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Week OB Appointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had my 2nd OB appointment today!! And it was great!!! It totally cheered me up, since I was so sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I only gained 3lbs since my last appointment 4 weeks ago. I swear I had gained like 20. I LOOK huge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heard the baby's heartbeat. It was nice and strong and fast, but I forgot to ask the nurse what it was. I don't know why she doesn't just tell me automattically. I mean doesn't EVERYONE want to know what there baby's heartbeat is? Maybe not. Maybe that's why she didn't tell me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I talked to the Dr about bug spray. He said go ahead and use it. Try and use the lowest deet one though and don't use it every day. Use it as minimally as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also asked about the sleeping on my back thing and he reasured (sp?) me that my baby will be fine if I wake up on my back. He gave me a whole talk on how that whole back sleeping thing is a theory and not proven to be fact. Then gave me reasons why. He said that knowing how paranoid pregnant women are that he doesn't blame me for still being worried so he told me to put a pillow behind back and then if I woke up on my back it would be fine because i wouldn't be flat on my back. So I feel better about that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He felt my uterus and was surprised at how high it was. It's about an inch below my belly button. He said usually the uterus gets to the belly button at 20 weeks and since I'm only 14 he's surprised it's so high. He didn't seem concerned about it. However, he said that's probably why you thought you gained so much weight, because you do look bigger then 14 weeks. So, I'm not the fatty that I thought I was and my baby has a beautiful heartbeat. So who really cares that I now have hairy boobs!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is my latest belly picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not fat. I'm pregnant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just remember that:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SFeyxssC86I/AAAAAAAAAUk/2nHlvPqbjeU/s1600-h/14w4d.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212831660583875490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SFeyxssC86I/AAAAAAAAAUk/2nHlvPqbjeU/s320/14w4d.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss my husband terribly. I cry every night. That might mostly be from the hormones, but I do miss him. He was only home for 6 days this month. SIX! So I've been with out him 11 days and I still have 12 more days before I see him again. He sends me the sweetest emails. I have not recieved emails this sweet since we started dating and he still lived in NY. He's so excited about this pregnancy. I knew he'd be happy when I finally got pregnant, but I figured he'd be happy for me and glad I was done being depressed. But he's genuinely happy and so excited about this baby. I think it's totally changed him. I know it's completely changed our relationship. For the better. Ever since I started the IVF. I think he had an appreciation of what I went through. All the shots and dr's appointements, and exams. And now that I'm pregnant and he's heard the baby's heartbeat, I think he's just amazed. He compliments my growing belly constantly. I always used to tell him I'm just getting fat, but he said nope. And now I beleive him since going to the dr yesterday:) I'm glad he's excited. I can't wait to see what a wonderful father he's going to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I'm making myself all sad and teary again, so let me stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope your all doing well!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa - CALL ME!!! I need to discuss my NY trip with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Later Gators!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3000016571563962296?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3000016571563962296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3000016571563962296' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3000016571563962296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3000016571563962296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/06/14-week-ob-appointment.html' title='14 Week OB Appointment'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SFeyxssC86I/AAAAAAAAAUk/2nHlvPqbjeU/s72-c/14w4d.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-5839799798425470276</id><published>2008-06-09T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T12:04:50.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Recap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First off, I did the Drano test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For those of you that don't know what that is, it's supposed to tell you whether your having a boy or girl. I don't know how accurate it really is, but it seems to be right for some girls I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've always thought I'm having a boy. I had a dream that I had a boy. I also just have a feeling. So if it's like motherly instinct, then I'm having a boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, you use Drano Crystals and first morning urine. Combine them and if it comes out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bluish/Green - Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Brownish - Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are my results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Jan16pics065.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/Jan16pics065.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Looks like another sign that it's a boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ got home Friday from his Ohio trip. Well technically, Saturday because he didn't get home until 3:30pm. Saturday I went shopping with my mom while he slept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday we went out to Breakfast together. Then he went golfing while I cleaned. When he got home, we hung out outside together and cooked pork loin on the grill. It was so yummy!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was nice just hanging out outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also, on Sunday, I noticed my dog Carter had injured his tail. It looked broken. He didn't seem to be in much pain. He still played and ate and drank. Still got excited and slept just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I took him to the vet to get checked out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She said it's too swollen to tell if it's broken. But she did some touchy tests and determined that everything was still working. The tail was moving in all directions, he just wasn't lifiting it up. She thinks he either fractured it or just sprained it really bad. She gave him some anti-inflammatory medicine. I also had her check his ears. They are always itching and bugging him. We clean them out once a week with ear solution and Q-tips, but he still has some issues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She said he has allergies. That's what the ear issue is. She said to wash his ears 2x a week and to help with the itching give him Benedryl.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He was so good at the vet. The vet even said she's never had a dog be so well behaved. He wasn't nervous or shakey. He kissed her after she gave him his rabies shot. He let her look in his ears and touch all over his tail. When she left the room to get his medicine, he went to the door and waited for her to come back. Wierd dog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ leaves for Ohio again tomorrow. Blech!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The high temp today is 101 degrees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t5/pegaduke/MONDAY/happy_monday_yawn.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-5839799798425470276?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/5839799798425470276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=5839799798425470276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5839799798425470276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5839799798425470276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/06/weekend-recap.html' title='Weekend Recap!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t5/pegaduke/MONDAY/th_happy_monday_yawn.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-4047051350408147510</id><published>2008-06-04T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:38:55.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling Husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s206.photobucket.com/albums/bb269/daltonhuckaby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=leejoo_jet.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb269/daltonhuckaby/leejoo_jet.gif" border="0" alt="Flying Airplane" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hate my husbands job now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All he does is travel. Last month it was Hungary for 2 weeks. It took him a week to get back to normal once he got home. Then he told me last week that he has to go to Ohio this week Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. He'll be home Friday at midnight. Next week, he goes to Ohio AGAIN on Tuesday. He'll be there Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. He'll be home Friday and leaves Saturday for CHINA!! Yes, you read that right CHINA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He found out YESTERDAY that he's going to China for 2 weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So again, no husband for 2 weeks. We are going to Rochester to visit family and friends on June 28th-July 5th. We were supposed to fly together. Now we have to fly seperate because he'll fly there from China! I hate flying! I especially hate flying by myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I fixed that problem though. My mom is driving up to Rochester for my shower so, I decided to by my niece Kayla (she's 7) a one way ticket to Rochester so she can go with me. This is good for three reasons. First off, she's been BEGGING to get on a plane for 2 years. That's all she talks about anytime we tell her we're going on Vacation. So she's pysched!! Then she will drive home with my Mom, so my mom doesn't have to drive all by herself both ways, and thirdly, I'll have someone to fly with, so maybe I won't be such a nervous wreck. I can't look nervous in front of her. I think we'll have a good time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pregnancy wise, all is good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I haven't felt great this week, but I've felt pretty good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been crampy off and on, but nothing bad. I'm hoping it's just growing pains. I sure feel like I'm growing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to get my hair cut the other day. The lady totally screwed it up. I was annoyed, but my hair grows so fast right now, I figured no biggy. I can't believe she screwed up. She's the one who gave me the original style and she's done my last 3 trims. So I don't know what the heck she was smoking this time, but she completely messed it up. &lt;a href="http://s26.photobucket.com/albums/c149/MuhnayShot/Smiley/?action=view&amp;amp;current=hairy.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c149/MuhnayShot/Smiley/hairy.gif" border="0" alt="emo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's 94 here today. It's supposed to be in the 90's for the next 10 days. Ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope this summer isn't like last summer. We had 11 weeks of 90+ degree weather in a row. It was awful. This summer I'm pregnant, so I REALLY don't want it to be that hot all summer. Seems like it's already starting though. I mean it's June 4th and the next 10 days are in the 90's. Blech!&lt;a href="http://s177.photobucket.com/albums/w214/ummhasna_1955/?action=view&amp;amp;current=zweet.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w214/ummhasna_1955/zweet.gif" border="0" alt="sweating" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, that's it for today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s267.photobucket.com/albums/ii288/thundachick/?action=view&amp;amp;current=happy_hump_day.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i267.photobucket.com/albums/ii288/thundachick/happy_hump_day.gif" border="0" alt="happy hump day" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-4047051350408147510?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/4047051350408147510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=4047051350408147510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4047051350408147510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4047051350408147510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/06/traveling-husband.html' title='Traveling Husband'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c149/MuhnayShot/Smiley/th_hairy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-955968932967161186</id><published>2008-06-01T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T08:39:29.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much Better!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I no longer require naps everyday!! Woo Hoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I no longer have morning sickness!! Woo Hoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Middle of the night bathroom trips have been reduced!! Woo Hoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So NOW, I'm really going to try and keep up with my blog. Since I feel so much better. It's amazing how much you can get done when you don't need a two hour nap after work everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My belly is getting BIG! Unfortuneatley, it's not all baby. It's probably very little baby. It's just fattness!! Ever since my morning sickness wore off, I ate like a pig. I'm so dissapointed in myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've gained 8lbs. They say you should gain 3-5lbs in the first trimester. I'm over by about 3-5lbs. And it SHOWS! It's almost embarresing. I mean people ask to see my baby belly and I show them. They get all excited like it's a great thing. But it's not. I look 5 months pregnant and I'm only 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ said to stop worrying about it. We worked hard for this and ti's no big deal. He said I can lose weight afte the baby if I want but that I need to stop stressing about while pregnant. He's right. But it's hard. I'm going to start walking again now that I have extra time. I am also going to look for some pregnancy work out videos. I want to be a cute preggo girl damn it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ is traveling again the next two weeks. Luckily it's only to Ohio and only for 3 days a week. So it won't be bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We're leaving for NY at the end of the month. I can't wait!!!! I'm so excited to see my friends and my inlaws. Also, I'm getting my first baby shower. How fun is THAT going to be!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I'm off to clean my down stairs and finish up some laundry. It feels so good to be able to clean again!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Keep checking my blog because I'm going to start updating more!!! I promise this time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-955968932967161186?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/955968932967161186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=955968932967161186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/955968932967161186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/955968932967161186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-much-better.html' title='So Much Better!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-2270792763160536539</id><published>2008-05-21T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T06:25:36.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, I'm a big slacker!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am so behind on posts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just have not been motivated to do much of anything lately. It takes everything I have to get out of bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, I think it's getting better. Woo Hoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, what's been going on with me lately.....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, Russ got home from Hungary on Saturday. We spent all day together on Sunday however, it was not much fun because he had major jet lag. He wouldn't admit that until around 9pm, but man he was MISERABLE!!! I got all dolled up on Sunday too since we were going to breakfast and stuff. So I wore my best boob shirt and some cute shorts and a pair of dress sandles with heals. I looked HOT! Did my stupid ass husband say anything???  NOPE! Not really a good idea when you have a pregnant wife and you've been out of the country for 2 weeks. See my mind just went a wandering off wondering WHY he didn't care that my boobs are bigger and hanging out of my shirt?? Did he find someone else? Did I get really fat and not notice?? Why hasn't he commented??? So halfway through breakfast I let him have it. Nicely, but made my point. He had no excuse, he just said "I knew something was bothering you". Then the rest of the day, he kept trying to feel by boobs. I was like "ummm...........too late now ass!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I got over it. And his jet lag was gone by Tuesday, so he's getting back to normal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had my first OB appointment on Monday. All went well. I did not get another ultra sound, but I did get to hear the baby's heartbeat. Man that's a great sound. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I booked our plane tickets to NY for the 4th of July. We were planning on driving, but when I figured the cost of gas, food, and our hotel halfway there, it was going to cost $500. I got two plane tickets for $533, so that was an easy decision to make. I think Russ would have gone nuts if he had to stop every hour so I could pee:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My sister brought over about 200 books to me yesterday. They are baby and toddler books. I'm so glad my sister and niece are book nerds. I'm not ever going to have buy any books. Russ is going to build a little book shelf for them:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, that's it for now. I have to get some work done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-2270792763160536539?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/2270792763160536539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=2270792763160536539' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2270792763160536539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2270792763160536539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-im-big-slacker.html' title='Oh, I&apos;m a big slacker!!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-2893785105305103565</id><published>2008-05-13T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T11:39:08.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I dreamed of my baby!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had an extremely vivid dream of my baby last night!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dreamed of contractions and birth and after I was holding the most beautiful baby boy I've ever seen!! Yes, I dreamed I'm having a boy. Do you think that's a sign?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also dreamed he breastfed like a champ. It's weird, in my dream I could actually feel the sensation. Not that I know what breastfeeding feels like, but in my dream, it felt real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My morning sickness is all but gone. I hope thats ok. My sister said she had morning sickness and it ended at 9 weeks. Which is about when mine did, so I'm assuming I'm ok. I've really tried hard to not think of the negative possiblities. It's worked for the most part. Sometimes I worry but I remind myself that it's out of my control and I need to just enjoy this pregnancy and be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ comes home in FIVE days!!! Woo Hoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've so missed him. I'm ready for him to be home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-2893785105305103565?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/2893785105305103565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=2893785105305103565' title='260 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2893785105305103565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2893785105305103565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-dreamed-of-my-baby.html' title='I dreamed of my baby!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>260</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-8441493452494168051</id><published>2008-05-11T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T14:06:55.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today started out by going to Church. It was tough getting out of bed, but it was well worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After church, I did a little cleaning and then I went to the Mothers Day brunch @ the Elks Lodge with my parents and sister. I was actually planning a cook out for my mom, but she wanted to to do the brunch. The brunch was really good. I normally don't care for the meals at the Elks Lodge, but this was pretty good. It was all made by volunteers. There was bacon, scrambled eggs, waffels, hash brown bake, sausage bake casserole, french toast, and all sorts of desserts and drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here would be the BAD thing that happened at brunch. I wanted a water. They had water, juice, tea, etc. They also had vodka to mix with OJ, champange for mamosas, and bloody marys. Well, the OJ, Juice, tea, etc, was lined up on the table. So I grabbed a water. I asked two people, this is plain water right. They all said yes. So I go back to the table with my water and plate full of food. After eating some food, I took a big gulp of water...............................well, it wasn't WATER. It was Vodka on the rocks. What fucking moron puts Vodka on the rocks with the water. I spit it out. However, I did swallow some. I almost threw up. I was so pissed. I have not even taken a Tylenol since finding out I was pregnant. Even though i had terrible headaches. I have not had caffeine at all. Even though I could occasionally, I chose not too. And NOW I freaking drank straight vodka because of some fucking moron. I was so upset. I know it probably won't do anything, but still. WTF??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, the rest of the bruch was really good. I had a nice time with my mom and dad and the other ladies at the lodge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ sent me a potted mini rose bush with a card that said "Happy Mothers Day. I wish I was there with you. Love you and Miss you". It was so sweet. He sent me the mini roses because the other day while at walmart, I wanted one, but we had already checked out and I didn't want to stand in line again. So I thought it was pretty cool that he chose to send me that. After a couple days, I'm going to plant it outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My mom and sister got me Mothers Day cards too. I didn't know they made "Mother-To-Be" mothers day cards. It was kind of cool. I think next years Mothers Day is going to be fantastik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In other news, I gained a pound. This is not bad considering what I've eaten this weekend. I need to start eating healthier. I was doing so well before the morning sickness kicked in and then my diet went to hell. Tomorrow I'm going to get back on track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got some really cool gifts in the mail in the last few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This came from my friend Sandi in KC. The hats and blanket are from when she worked at Carters and she designed them herself. She's extremely talented. Now she works at Hallmark designing cards. How cool of a job is that? Anyway, she also made the cover for this boppy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SCdcKvzAtkI/AAAAAAAAATk/_T_jxaDHN3k/s1600-h/Jan16pics045-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199225634521396802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SCdcKvzAtkI/AAAAAAAAATk/_T_jxaDHN3k/s320/Jan16pics045-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This next gift is from another Talented friend of mine. Emily in TX. She makes these clay babies and she's really good at it. Well, she sent me this clay fetus. It's a 10 week fetus, so it's what baby looks like right about it now. I think it's so cool. I love it. I'm going to find a really nice collectors box for it. Isn't she talented? Can you see the detail? It's crazy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SCdcm_zAtlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Kp3TV5c3lEI/s1600-h/Jan16pics047.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199226119852701266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SCdcm_zAtlI/AAAAAAAAATs/Kp3TV5c3lEI/s320/Jan16pics047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And this one is from my mother in law and sister in law. It's a pregnancy charm bracelet. It comes with 9 charms, one for each month your pregnant. The last one is a little photo frame for a picture of you baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SCdc__zAtmI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Xq__EyMh9Bw/s1600-h/th_Jan16pics046.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199226549349430882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SCdc__zAtmI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Xq__EyMh9Bw/s320/th_Jan16pics046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love all my presents!!! Thank you to everyone. They are wonderful!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, I got my OB appointment finally. It's on the 19th @ 9:30. Yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, that's it for today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;***************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MESSAGE FOR JEN:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I did not ban you from FF. I delted your account along with 2 others because I did not think you were going there. You never posted and your back on EB, so I figured you were not reading that forum anymore. So it wasn't a personal thing and if your interested in going back on there, then let me know. No one said anything about you. I did not get involved in the drama on EB for a reason, I certaintly wasn't going to let drama spill on to our site. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just wanted you to know since you assumed the worst and refuse to read my response to your email. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-8441493452494168051?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/8441493452494168051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=8441493452494168051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/8441493452494168051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/8441493452494168051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mothers Day'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SCdcKvzAtkI/AAAAAAAAATk/_T_jxaDHN3k/s72-c/Jan16pics045-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-6934089825029287052</id><published>2008-05-07T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T07:14:24.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Names off the List that my Hubby likes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl Name:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Chloe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Elise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Laney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Morgan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Olivia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Peyton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy Names:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Avery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Brady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Conner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So as you can see, we're bound to have a boy because we are having a hard time coming up with boy names that we both like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oh well!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-6934089825029287052?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/6934089825029287052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=6934089825029287052' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6934089825029287052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6934089825029287052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/05/names-off-list-that-my-hubby-likes.html' title='Names off the List that my Hubby likes'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3546173878598031398</id><published>2008-05-06T15:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T15:33:03.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Names</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I went through an entire book of names last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I picked ALL the girl names and boy names that I liked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wrote them all down so I can email them to Russ in Hungary and he can send back the ones he'd consider and maybe add new ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, here is the list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIRL NAMES:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Caitlin / Kaitlyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chloe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ella &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Elise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Izzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Laney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Madeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Macy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Morgan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Olivia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sophie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOY NAMES:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Avery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Brady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Conner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Cooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Isaac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Logan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Nicholas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Nolan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Riley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;What do you think??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3546173878598031398?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3546173878598031398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3546173878598031398' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3546173878598031398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3546173878598031398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/05/baby-names.html' title='Baby Names'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-87954006251314664</id><published>2008-05-05T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T18:13:08.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't have a lot of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been so busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm barely online much anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ and I spent a wonderful weekend together. We went to dinner and a movie. We planted flowers and just hung out!! It was so nice. Too bad he's off to hungary now:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I did have my ultrasound today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The baby looks great!! Measuring 8 weeks 4 days and the baby's heart rate was 169!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is a pic..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SB-v0ls4EEI/AAAAAAAAATU/vmbUS11Zros/s1600-h/Jan16pics040.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197065813017235522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SB-v0ls4EEI/AAAAAAAAATU/vmbUS11Zros/s400/Jan16pics040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's not the greatest pic because our baby had it's back to us. So all you can see is the the back of it's head and back. Nothing too exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, I DID get to see him/her kick! That was so cool. Russ missed it:( I so wish he would have seen it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the ultrasound, I dropped my hubby off at the airport and he flew off to Hungary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He'll be back on the 17th. I just can't wait until he calls me. I want to know that he made it safe and sound. He should be in around 3am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll post more tomorrow night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm off to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nighty Night!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-87954006251314664?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/87954006251314664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=87954006251314664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/87954006251314664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/87954006251314664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/05/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SB-v0ls4EEI/AAAAAAAAATU/vmbUS11Zros/s72-c/Jan16pics040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-7709016073795191694</id><published>2008-04-29T08:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T08:58:25.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p242/carlapryor/?action=view&amp;amp;current=headache.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="headache smiley" src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p242/carlapryor/headache.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't get rid of these sinus headaches. I don't know if it's allergies or hormones. I can't take anything for them. I just go home from work and lay in my bed next to the humidiphier. That's the only thing that helps. Oh, and I suck on preggo pop drops so I don't throw up because that makes my headache worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can handle the morning sickness. I asked for that. But I can't do these headaches everyday. I can't get anything done at the house. My upstairs needs to be cleaned and vacuumed and I just can't do it with a headache and nauseua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s266.photobucket.com/albums/ii272/xCheekyBitchx/Blinkies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Warning.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii272/xCheekyBitchx/Blinkies/Warning.gif" border="0" alt="Bitch Alert" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday I called my OB office because my gynocologist does not do babies, so I needed to know who I would be seeing so I could give the info to my RE to forward my records to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well I explained to the nurse about being Dr. Hall's patients and he referred to me to a fertility clinic and going through IVF and now I'm pregnant and I will be released back to there office next week if all is well. Then I asked who my Dr would be. She said they have 3 OB's and a midwife and I would see them all. My first appt. would be two hours long, but the rest would be much shorter. I asked which would be my main dr and she said ALL OF THEM. So I guess I'll have 3 Ob's and a midwife. Then she asked me "Are you sure your really pregnant?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WTF??? What does that mean? What part of fertility clinic and IVF seeing an RE that is transferring me back to you next week makes it sound like I'm NOT pregnant. And who the fuck makes an appt with an OB if your NOT pregnant. Seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I said " Well, I've had an ultrasound, saw the baby, heard the heartbeat, and had 3 betas done. I go for my 8 week ultrasound on Monday and if all is well, I get sent back to your office".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So she said "Well, why dont you just call back then and make the appointment so you'll know for sure".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Umm................ok, thanks bitch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why would you EVER ask a women that? Are you really pregnant. And call back when you know for sure. ESPECIALLY a women who's coming from a Fertility clinic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I so wish I had her name, because I would send in a complaint. I just think that was so rude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/icons/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s118.photobucket.com/albums/o116/agoldencomet/cartoons/smilies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sad.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sad" src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o116/agoldencomet/cartoons/smilies/sad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, and the crappiest news ever????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ is leaving for Hungry right after my ultrasound on Monday. He'll be gone for 2-3 weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This sucks. Especially with how sick I am. AND I'm still on my shots which means I'll have to drive to my sisiters EVERY night to get my shot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This just sucks. I want to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't want him to go. I wish I had a say in it. He doesnt' want to go either, but he has no choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, that's my crappy day today. Yuck. I just want to go back to bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-7709016073795191694?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/7709016073795191694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=7709016073795191694' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7709016073795191694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7709016073795191694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/ugh.html' title='Ugh!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii272/xCheekyBitchx/Blinkies/th_Warning.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3147051178082459149</id><published>2008-04-27T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T08:39:32.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Slacking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was so good at posting every day and now I'm a big slacker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The truth is, I"m fighting major nauseua everyday. I'm happy about it because it confirms my pregnancy, however, it keeps me from doing even the simplest things including updating my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing much has been going on really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ has a friend in town. He comes every April and him and Russ spend 5 days golfing from sun up to sun down. I kid you not! They start at 8am and come home around 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They really have a good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I figured out what was causing the itchy welts on my butt cheeks! I thought it was the shot, however, I realized that it was definatley a skin reaction, not an under the skin reaction. So I decided to stop putting a bandaid on after the shot and guess what??? THAT WAS THE PROBLEM!!! I was having a reaction to bandaids. Weird! But hey, it's not the medicine and that was the biggest thing. I had no intention of going back to the suppositories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My sister, niece and I are going to the mall in a little bit so I can go get some preggo pops. Maybe that will help me feel somewhat normal again and I can be better at updating my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3147051178082459149?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3147051178082459149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3147051178082459149' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3147051178082459149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3147051178082459149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-slacking.html' title='Blog Slacking!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-679395710473121955</id><published>2008-04-24T06:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T06:42:49.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Shots!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I've decided that I'd rather have a progesterone shot in my ass every day rather then doing 2 suppositories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Suppositories SUCK!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They are already eating up my insides and I've only been on them 2 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Plus, what a freaking mess!!! All Day! A big mess!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ugh.........hate them!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I called in a refill for the Progesterone in ethly olete and some new needles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll start back on those tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I already warned Russ. He seems ok with it. I'm sure he's a tad dissapointed, but I don't care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know he understands and that's all that matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-679395710473121955?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/679395710473121955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=679395710473121955' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/679395710473121955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/679395710473121955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-to-shots.html' title='Back to the Shots!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-1350377180516770055</id><published>2008-04-21T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T12:21:02.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultrasound Update!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6w2d Thats how far along I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ignore all the rest of my preggo dates. They are based on what the internet gave me. My new EDD is 12/13/08 according to the dr. I had my U/S today. I was so incredibly nervous. I thought I was going to throw up. I'm so thankful Russ was there. The nurse asked what we were expecting to see twins or what and I said I figured one. Just my own instinct. Well, as soon as he put the wand in there you could clearly see it was only one. He immediately said, "well it's just one and oh! there is the heart beat. I can see it already" He pointed it out to us. Then he went on to point out the yolk sac and everything. He was really thourough with his descriptions and I was glad, becuase I wanted Russ to understand everything. Then we HEARD the heartbeat. It was beautiful. Probably the most beautiful sound I've ever heard. It was 123. Woo Hoo!!! The Dr said I was measuring 6w2d which was right on schedule according to my transfer. He also said the heart rate was right on. When the Dr and Nurse left the room, I immediately looked at Russ and said "I'm so relieved". We went on to discuss with each other that we were both nervous about having twins. However, neither one us would dare say anything until the U/S. I would have been happy with twins too, but I just would have been a nervous wreck the whole time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We met with the Dr after that and he asked if I wanted to continue with the progesterone shots or switch to the progesterone suppositories. Well, this was a hard one. I've heard that the suppositories can be very irritating in you woo hoo area and also, they cause spotting. On the other hand, my ass cheeks are killing me from the shots. I have huge knots in both cheeks. They are so bruised that when I roll over at night, it wakes me up. So I asked if we could try the suppositories and if they are too irritating if I can switch back to the shots. He said yes. So that's what we're going to do. At least it will give my butt a break for a bit. Oh, then I asked if I could vacuum now. He said YES!! I know it seems silly, but I have not been able to vacuum in 4 weeks and I have brand new Pink Dyson Vacuum that I have to watch Russ use. Now I can use it!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We still can't have an sex. I'm going on like 7 weeks of no sex. Russ and I have NEVER gone that long. Not even when we lived in two different states!!! However, now that I'll be stuffing progesterone up my woo hoo, I probably won't want to have sex anyway. I'll take my sexual frustrations out on my carpets with my vacuum!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a pic of our Bambino!!! My bambino is on the left and the yolk sac is on the right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SAzkD5fsCmI/AAAAAAAAATM/H5RTgo88vU0/s1600-h/New+Image.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191775226075810402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SAzkD5fsCmI/AAAAAAAAATM/H5RTgo88vU0/s400/New+Image.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next U/S is on May 5th. If all is ok then, I'll get transferred back to my OB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-1350377180516770055?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/1350377180516770055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=1350377180516770055' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1350377180516770055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1350377180516770055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/ultrasound-update.html' title='Ultrasound Update!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/SAzkD5fsCmI/AAAAAAAAATM/H5RTgo88vU0/s72-c/New+Image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-5474191428834429914</id><published>2008-04-17T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T07:49:28.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Sickness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm glad too. I was so worried the last couple days with NO symptoms and my ultrasound not being until Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, my morning sickness started yesterday and has continuted through today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't actually throw up. I am nauseous on and off all day long. I gag and dry heave in the mornings after my shower. I feel like throwing up but don't actually throw up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love it!!!! Well, I love that it's confirmation of my pregnancy. I don't really love feeling nauseous. You know what I'm saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I found something besides popsicles that I can eat for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cheese and Crackers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I realize this is a tad on the fatty side and maybe not totally healthy, but it DOES cover calcium with the cheese and the crackers are whole wheat (another requirement according to What to Expect When Expecting). So although it may not be the best thing I can eat for dinner. It is something and it's not all bad. I can usually get down some veggies or fruit too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had a dream last night that I had twin boys. They were so cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wonder if that means anything???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have lots of stuff to do this weekend, so hopefully it will fly right by and Monday morning and 9am will be here before I know it!! Then I'll know for sure.............one baby or two!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have a great day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-5474191428834429914?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/5474191428834429914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=5474191428834429914' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5474191428834429914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5474191428834429914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/morning-sickness.html' title='Morning Sickness!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-7682410192544853880</id><published>2008-04-14T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T17:38:18.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow! Two Blog posts in one day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just wanted to point out that I added a Poll to the right side of my page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feel free to take a guess at the number of babies in my belly!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-7682410192544853880?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/7682410192544853880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=7682410192544853880' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7682410192544853880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7682410192544853880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/wow-two-blog-posts-in-one-day.html' title='Wow! Two Blog posts in one day!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-2886512590817000548</id><published>2008-04-14T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T17:28:08.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YUMMY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s155.photobucket.com/albums/s291/bradleyjay96/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bombpop.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s291/bradleyjay96/bombpop.gif" border="0" alt="Bomb Pops" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THESE ARE THE BEST THINGS EVER!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just ate 3 of them. I have no appetite at night, but I'm so thirsty and water and milk does not cut it. However, these sweet little gems do. They are so damn tasty!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I forsee having a freezer full of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ just heated up one of the stuffed peppers and made last night and I almost threw up. It smells horrible. I just ate one last night. Well half of one since my evening appetite is gone. But regardless I ate half of one and it tasted great. Now the thought one makes me want to vomit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was really worried today because I felt like some of my symptoms were gone this morning. However, they returned around 3pm. I got extremely tired. I came home after work and napped for almost 2 hours!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I'm struggling to stay up until 9:30 so I can watch 2 and a half men with Russ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nightime pee'ing has become quite regular now. I wake up every night at 1am to pee and then about 5:30-6:00 to pee. It's odd to me because I'm so used to sleeping straight through the night and about 3 days before my BFP, that ended.  Even without the pee'ing I don't sleep well. I toss and turn. Not sure why. Maybe because I dream so much. I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can  go to the bathroom and back without opening my eyes. Thats pretty good eh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I suppose I need to get ready to watch my show so I can go to bed. Have a great night!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-2886512590817000548?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/2886512590817000548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=2886512590817000548' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2886512590817000548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2886512590817000548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/yummy.html' title='YUMMY!!!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3858197951982843669</id><published>2008-04-13T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T15:24:10.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to church today!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This may not seem big to any of you, but I have not went to church (other then for a wedding or baptism) since I was kid. I've always said that once I had children, I'd start going to church again because I wanted my child to make their own choice about church/religion.  Not to mention, I live in the bible belt and my child will be a complete outcast if he/she doesn't belong to a church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, while praying for a BFP a couple weeks ago, I promised God that I would start going to church as soon as I got my BFP. So, I'm keeping my promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It wasn't as bad as I thought. I figured I'd go there and not know anything and stand out like a sore thumb, but I could pretty much follow along. I went with my sister too, so she helped me along. It felt pretty good to go. Even if I don't understand it all yet, I will by the time my child starts to ask questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I did some shopping after church and then came home and did some cleaning. I took my nap, but only slept for about 45 minutes because one of my Aunts called to congratulate me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm going to try really hard to stay up and watch Desperate Housewives, but I really don't see it happening. I'm thinking I'll have to watch it tomorrow after work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also realized that I have no evening appetite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can eat breakfast, lunch, and snack, but when it comes to dinner, blech! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I crave certain food for dinner. Last night I wanted beef stroganoff, so I made it. Couldn't eat it. Well, I had a couple bites, but for some reason, I can't eat after 4pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight I'm making stuffed peppers. They are almost ready and I feel so full, I have no urge to eat them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess it's beats morning sickness right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ultrasound in ONE WEEK!! YAY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oye.........this week is going to drag by so slow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s239.photobucket.com/albums/ff219/smroy77/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PoorBabyGirl0001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i239.photobucket.com/albums/ff219/smroy77/PoorBabyGirl0001.jpg" border="0" alt="Weekend's over Blues" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3858197951982843669?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3858197951982843669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3858197951982843669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3858197951982843669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3858197951982843669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-2020646029861754796</id><published>2008-04-12T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T17:53:03.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Exciting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I struggled to get out of bed. I think because I did not have my nap on Thursday. It makes such a difference. I've been told it's going to get worse too. I feel so lazy. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So after work, I came home and took a nap before I went to the play with my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We have season tickets to the little theater in Salisbury. Fridays show was "Hot Mikado" . It was like a musical. It was really good. The songs were great and the play itself was hysterical. My sister, mom, and I laughed our butts off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The play didn't end until 9:30. By the time I got home, it was almost 10pm. I tried to stay up and check my forums and email, but it actually hurt to try and keep my eyes open, so I went to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I slept until 9:30pm this morning!! I have not slept in a long time. It felt good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was supposed to go to a baptism with Russ for his boss's son. However, it was like an hour away and I had so much to do. Russ said I didn't have to go if I didn't want to. I jumped on the chance to back out. I felt kind of bad, but he didn't go with me to my friends baptism, so I guess we're even. Plus, I had a ton to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was also supposed to go to my friend Sarahs and finish helping her set up her Quickbooks, but her son got pink eye so she told me to stay away. I got some laundry done and cleaned the kitchen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I made beef stroganoff for dinner. I craved it all day and when it was done, I could barely eat it. I think because I had milk before hand. Milk really fills you up. I had no idea. I bet that's why people lose weight when they drink milk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing much with preggo symptoms today. My normal tiredness and some sharp pains in the boobs, but that's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When do you think time starts flying by?? It hasn't yet. It's going by so slow.  Maybe after my ultrasound when  I know everything is ok time will pick up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I'm off to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry this was  a REALLY boring entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just not much excitement going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-2020646029861754796?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/2020646029861754796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=2020646029861754796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2020646029861754796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2020646029861754796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/nothing-exciting.html' title='Nothing Exciting'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-5103169001666526916</id><published>2008-04-10T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T17:30:03.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beta# 3 Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2730!&lt;br /&gt;Right on target.&lt;br /&gt;My ultrasound is scheduled for April 21, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;11 Days away!!! That is going to be torture!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s209.photobucket.com/albums/bb235/AngelinasLove/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pregnant-5.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb235/AngelinasLove/pregnant-5.gif" border="0" alt="Pregnant With My First" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-5103169001666526916?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/5103169001666526916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=5103169001666526916' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5103169001666526916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5103169001666526916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/beta-3-results.html' title='Beta# 3 Results'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-4342677246639838758</id><published>2008-04-09T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T11:20:41.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusing Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's really hard to be so happy for me and watch others be sad.&lt;br /&gt;I have so many TTC friends going through so much sadness and dissapointment.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't seem fair. I feel really bad today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My cousins wife, who went through IVF this cycle too, just got a negative beta today. I just feel awful about it. We were supposed to be pregnant together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When we started cycling together we talked about how cool it would be to get pregnant at the same time. The whole time I was thinking, that would be too good to be true. I figured I'd be the one not getting pregnant and she'd get preggo no problem. So when I got my BFP, I thought, YAY!! We're going to be pregnant together. I never even thought for a second it wouldn't work for her. I can't imagine how devastated her and my cousin feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I just feel really bad now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I realize I've been trying for 3 years and I've been through hell and back and I know that I desearve this, but it's bitter sweet. It's hard to celebrate and be so happy for me while others are suffering. It's just not fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In other depressing news...........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ's company is having him lead a big project. He'll be the leader of a group of people setting up a new line. Sounds great right??? Well the new line is being set up in HUNGRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, my husband (starting in May) will be in hungry every 2 weeks. So I'll have a temporary husbnad for 6 months to a year. Home 2 weeks, gone 2 weeks, home 2 weeks, gone 2 weeks, etc. That just SUCKS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND! What if I'm pregnant with twins and I have to be limited in my activities? Then it's really going to suck!! I already told him that if I'm on any weight restrictions that he'll have to buy me several cases of water and bags of dog food before he leaves. Plus, what about the cat litter?? Who is going to scoop that? I can't. I'm going to have to pay my sister or someone. Not to mention, I'm going to be lonely as hell!! This sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am thankful that we moved back to Salisbury now. At least I'll be close to my friends and family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, that's it for today. Nothing fun and upbeat! Really, it's Blah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow is my 3rd and final beta. I'm praying for another good number. Hopefully I'll be able to schedule my U/S too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s302.photobucket.com/albums/nn98/tikigirl46/Friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=toosexy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sexy" src="http://i302.photobucket.com/albums/nn98/tikigirl46/Friends/toosexy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-4342677246639838758?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/4342677246639838758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=4342677246639838758' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4342677246639838758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4342677246639838758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/confusing-day.html' title='Confusing Day'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i302.photobucket.com/albums/nn98/tikigirl46/Friends/th_toosexy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3041088406645675590</id><published>2008-04-07T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:56:26.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beta #2 Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, my second beta came in at 1064!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is pretty much exactly where it should have been for 72 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel so much better now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was worried yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I didn't have any crazy dreams last night. However, that could be because I barely slept since I was afraid to dream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today my back was killing me and I had cramps all day. I'm not sure if it was from sitting all day or what. I really don't sit well in my office chair.  I slouch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been losing about 1/2 pound a day since I got my BFP. I don't know why. I'm eating plenty. My sister said she lost weight for her whole 1st tri. It's weird. I'd think I'd gain with all this bloat I have going on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have one more beta on Thursday and if all is well they will schedule my Ultra sound. Probably it will be next week. I think I'll be six weeks then. Then I can put everyones mind to rest since your all wondering whether it's one or two babies in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm 99% sure it's only one, but I'll take either. If I have one I'm happy and if I have Two I'm happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got another 20 day supply of progesterone shots today. Oh yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I actually have lumps in my ass from these shots. Like little marbles. Ugh!! It doesnt' hurt as much as it used too, but still. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, that's it for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Later!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3041088406645675590?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3041088406645675590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3041088406645675590' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3041088406645675590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3041088406645675590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/beta-2-results.html' title='Beta #2 Results'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-1927604721013915064</id><published>2008-04-06T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T14:31:18.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh!! Stupid Dreams!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night I had a dream that during my first ultrasound they found out I was pregnant with 6 babies. AND................they were connected at the head in groups of 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then the Dr went on to tell me that I'd never be able have my own childrend because I had this disorder that would make this always happen. So I slid the table and cried hysterically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ugh............it was awful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What kind of freaking dream is that? Is this what I have to look forward too when I go to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't even want to fall asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The other night I dreamed I had a miscarriage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been nervous all day about that too. I'm completely freaked out about tomorrows beta. What if it doesn't double?  In all acutality, it should more then double. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so scared it will be lower. I have not had any spotting or anything, but my symptoms are not getting worse. My boobs are not any more sore. My super nose is pretty much gone. I brushed my teeth without gagging this mornig. I've still had cramping on an off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know why I'm freaking out. I just need to get tomorrows results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE BE OVER 900!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-1927604721013915064?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/1927604721013915064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=1927604721013915064' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1927604721013915064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1927604721013915064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/ugh-stupid-dreams.html' title='Ugh!! Stupid Dreams!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-7334164823418459824</id><published>2008-04-05T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T18:02:19.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE my Husband!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know I complain about him some times when he's so insensitive, but today............he was freaking awsome!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have not been able to vacuum or do any major cleaning since my retreival per the dr, so my house has just been collecting dirt and dust for 2 weeks. BARF!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now for those of you who know me............this makes me NUTS!! Especially since we have 2 dogs and two cats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I went to my friends house to help her set up her home business on Quickbooks, when I got home.............................Russ had cleaned my whole downstairs!! Kitchen, Living Room, Dining Room, Den, and bathroom. And when I say cleaned.................I mean CLEANED!! He took all the cushins off couch and vacuumed them. He dusted and scrubbed everything. I was so impressed. This is the first time he's cleaned that I haven't felt the need to go behind him and re clean some stuff. He did great!! And I REALLY appreciate it because I HATE having a dirty house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After he cleaned, he went to Lowes and Walmart to get some stuff and when he got home he had bought me a card.  It was a congrats on pregnancy card and he wrote some really sweet stuff in it. I cried. Don't know if that was hormones or if it was just really that sweet!! I think it was just really that sweet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He's been so wonderful ever since the transfer and now that I'm pregnant, it just continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Plus, I think I can actually see HIM glowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s191.photobucket.com/albums/z279/boss_301/?action=view&amp;amp;current=lifeisgood.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i191.photobucket.com/albums/z279/boss_301/lifeisgood.jpg" border="0" alt="life is good" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-7334164823418459824?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/7334164823418459824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=7334164823418459824' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7334164823418459824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7334164823418459824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-my-husband.html' title='LOVE my Husband!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-4333033068522009311</id><published>2008-04-04T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:55:21.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beta Results are in...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;409 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The "Norm" for 4 weeks is 15-476, so I'm good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now the long wait to Mondays beta to see if they double.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;****************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also wanted to thank everyone for their comments on my last post.&lt;br /&gt;I had NO idea so many people read my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Looks like I have a bunch of new blogs to read:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-4333033068522009311?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/4333033068522009311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=4333033068522009311' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4333033068522009311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4333033068522009311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/beta-results-are-in.html' title='Beta Results are in...........'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-464016204356048385</id><published>2008-04-04T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:55:51.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Weeks 3 Days Pregnant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know your all waiting for the DH story, so here it is!! I went to the Dollar Store and got some Balloons. They didnt' have plain solid colors so I couldnt' do pink and blue. I did some mylar balloons. A congrats one, a couple smilies, and couple different colored hearts. I also bought him a bottle of wine and a bib that said "I Love My Daddy". I put the pics of our embryos in a frame. Tooka Digi test and put that along with the other two test I took on the counter. I also put my new book "What to Expect when Expecting" and a baby name book on the counter for him to see as soon as he walked in. Here is what it looked like: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R_Y9yIN7T9I/AAAAAAAAASc/MoF_Zxx4nSs/s1600-h/RussSurprise.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185399952372355026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R_Y9yIN7T9I/AAAAAAAAASc/MoF_Zxx4nSs/s320/RussSurprise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R_Y-UYN7T-I/AAAAAAAAASk/eQCxde461V4/s1600-h/100_0867.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185400540782874594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R_Y-UYN7T-I/AAAAAAAAASk/eQCxde461V4/s320/100_0867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I called him to ask what time he was coming home because sometimes he works until 7pm. I had to go watch my neice and I wanted to be there when he saw it. So he said he was leaving around 5pm. I told him to hurry because I "Bought" him a surprise. Around 4:30, I went to check the display I made and the "Pregnant" had dissapeared off the digi. I went and read the directions and it said it only stays on there for an HOUR! I so should have read the directions BEFORE I POAS. So I called Russ back and told him to call me when he was in the car on his way home so I could get his "surprise" ready. Since I'd have to pee on the other digi and I didn't want it to dissapear. Well, I heard the garage open around 6:15. I was so excited I met him at the door and said "Are you ready for your surprise?" So he came in saw it, looked at me, looked back at the stuff, went closer and said "Are you?" I said "YUP"!! and he was like "Really? This is for real?" I said "Yup! We are Really Pregnant. It took 3 years honey, but we finally did it". He started shakeing and crying and hugging me. Then I cried. Especially since my husband does NOT cry. He doesnt' cry when he's sad, or at funerals or at Extreme Makeover home edition. I don't think he's cried since he was a kid. Then he just kept hugging me. He asked who knew and I said Pretty much everyone in the world beside my parents and your family. I wanted to save someone for you to tell I asked if he was mad that I didn't call him and explained why and he said NO! I loved my surprise. Then he told me he just figured I bought something for his new truck. Like that was going to happen!! Then he called his sister and his mom and dad. He was so excited. Couldn't stop smiling!!! His mom was so excited she said "Oh, I can't wait to tell work i'll need a few weeks off in November or December!!" It was so nice to give them GOOD NEWS about this TTC thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also, my friend Sara gave me a bunch of stuff yesterday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R_Y-t4N7T_I/AAAAAAAAASs/GIRtaCt9kY0/s1600-h/100_0871.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185400978869538802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R_Y-t4N7T_I/AAAAAAAAASs/GIRtaCt9kY0/s320/100_0871.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the best things in there is her Doppler!! Obviously I'll have to give that one back but I'm so excited I don't have to buy one. And it's a good one too!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then my old assistant Shellie sent me this nice little plant and balloons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R_ZANIN7UAI/AAAAAAAAAS0/euyfZpXBx-Q/s1600-h/Gift+From+Shellie.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185402615252078594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R_ZANIN7UAI/AAAAAAAAAS0/euyfZpXBx-Q/s320/Gift+From+Shellie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was awoken by terrible cramps last night. I was so scared. I went to the bathroom and luckily no blood. I had the cramps for maybe 5-10 minutes and they went way and I fell back asleep. I was so scared though that I ended up dreaming I had a miscarriage. Ugh....that sucked!! I woke up today and POAS again. Just to make sure yesterday was not a dream. I took a pic of me with it for those that reaquested it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R_ZBC4N7UBI/AAAAAAAAAS8/gWUzrPwawgg/s1600-h/Me+and+my+bfp.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185403538670047250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R_ZBC4N7UBI/AAAAAAAAAS8/gWUzrPwawgg/s320/Me+and+my+bfp.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I realized too that once you POAS and get a positive, THAT is when all your symptoms REALLY start. This morning I was gagging the whole time I brushed my teeth. I had to brush my teeth over the toilet because I thought for sure I was going to vomit. Oh, and I was starving while in the shower. I had to go eat a nutri grain bar before I could even get dressed. That's very different since usually I don't eat until 10am. Then this morning I went and did my beta. Now I just await the results. I hope I get a high number. Especially after the cramps. It's going to be a long weekend waiting for my second set of results. Stressful, but I'll just remain positive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In news that is NOT about me.........My Friend Erin had her babies!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She was only 31 weeks. The boys (Maddox &amp;amp; Marcus) were born about 4lbs each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They have feeding tubes and oxygen and stuff, but they are doing great!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Erin sounds good too. I still can not get over that she's a mom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is so crazy sometimes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Congrats Erin and Steve!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-464016204356048385?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/464016204356048385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=464016204356048385' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/464016204356048385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/464016204356048385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/4-weeks-3-days-pregnant-i-know-your-all.html' title='4 Weeks 3 Days Pregnant'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R_Y9yIN7T9I/AAAAAAAAASc/MoF_Zxx4nSs/s72-c/RussSurprise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-6962868227118486423</id><published>2008-04-03T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T06:03:58.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Shared Risk Program: $23,000.00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pre Testing for IVF: $3,730.00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Medicine: $1,669.70 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Finally being able to post this picture................PRICELESS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R_TUGoN7T8I/AAAAAAAAASU/ZR_twtsuUkM/s1600-h/Pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185002281350418370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R_TUGoN7T8I/AAAAAAAAASU/ZR_twtsuUkM/s400/Pic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really had no intention of POAS (Peeing on a stick) today. But my friend Erin went to the hospital last night. She's 31 weeks pregnant with twins and her water broke last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I talked to her a couple times. When I hung up with her at 10:00pm she said "Barb, Do me a favor. POAS tomorrow so you can get your BFP on the same day my boys are born".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, how do you say no to that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I had a dream while I slept. I dreamt that I got a BFP on those exact sames tests that I had in my drawer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I got up this morning. Convinced I was NOT pregnant because my boobs are not really sore anymore, but I knew I had to POAS for Erin and just so I can stop wondering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I actually peed in a cup because I really suck at actually hitting the stick while trying to pee directly on it. So I pee'd in the cup, dipped the test in, set it on the counter and went down stairs to let the dogs out. Came right back up saying  to myself "this is going to be negative, be prepared". Well, I was so wrong!! It was positive. And not just a little. I didn't even have to squint. I mean it was REALLY positive!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just started shaking and crying and saying OMG OMG OMG, while I walked in circles in my bathroom. I kept looking at it in disbelief. Then I pulled out a Dollar Store test and did that one and that was positive too, so I knew the first one wasn't a fluke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM PREGNANT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 Freaking years of hell and this moment was worth every minute of it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-6962868227118486423?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/6962868227118486423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=6962868227118486423' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6962868227118486423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6962868227118486423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/priceless.html' title='Priceless!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R_TUGoN7T8I/AAAAAAAAASU/ZR_twtsuUkM/s72-c/Pic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-2577327504133014484</id><published>2008-04-01T13:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T14:00:02.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just so confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know what to feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Part of me "thinks" I'm pregnant right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The other part of me is saying "your mind and body are playing tricks on you. You're not pregnant. Stop thinking your pregnant or your going to be absolutely devastated on Friday".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know which part to listen to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANT to be positive. I've worked so hard on being more positive about life. But I'm so scared that I'll be positive and then the let down will be worse. Like if I just think that I'm NOT pregnant, maybe it won't hurt so bad if I get a negative test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My symptoms so far:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mild cramping on and off all day since 3 days post tranfer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sore boobs started a few days ago and get more sore every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sore Itchy Nips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A very small spotting incident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Increase in acne on chest (gross I know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Some muscle pull pains in my uterus area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;So nothing too much. And other then the spotting, everything else can be explained away by the progesterone shots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, that's it. I need to find something to do to keep my mind busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s184.photobucket.com/albums/x111/BlinkieMadness/Want%20a%20BFP/?action=view&amp;amp;current=anxiousbfp.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x111/BlinkieMadness/Want%20a%20BFP/anxiousbfp.gif" border="0" alt="Anxious Wait BFP" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-2577327504133014484?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/2577327504133014484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=2577327504133014484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2577327504133014484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2577327504133014484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-confused.html' title='I&apos;m just so confused'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x111/BlinkieMadness/Want%20a%20BFP/th_anxiousbfp.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-1671356729239291573</id><published>2008-03-31T07:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T07:20:19.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Crazy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time is standing still!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't believe it's only Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's torture not knowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-1671356729239291573?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/1671356729239291573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=1671356729239291573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1671356729239291573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1671356729239291573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/going-crazy.html' title='Going Crazy!!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-8364049827717022218</id><published>2008-03-29T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T06:51:06.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night, I went to the ER Ball (Exalted Ruler ) at the Elks lodge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had nothing to wear, so I went to the mall after work hopeing to find something cheap but nice. I don't dress up that often, so I didn't want to spend a ton of money. Well, I found a GREAT dress marked down from $70 to $19.99. The reason it was marked down was because it was supposed to have an ugly broach on it and it was missing. there was a little string haning in it's spot. I tried it on and like it. So I bought and cut off the little string. You could not even tell that the broach was missing. It was a hideous broach anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ didn't go with me because his dad was in town and they wanted to hang at the house. I totally understood that. When I came downstairs all dolled up though.........he almost changed his mind. His eyes bugged out of his head and seed "Wow Honey, you look pretty hot!!" Then he made me kiss him good bye twice so he could look at my boobs when I bent over! LOL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My dad called me on the way and asked me to pick up a gallon of milk and a 12pack of coke for the lodge. So here I am walking through Harris Teeter in heals and sex dress buying coke and milk. One of the girls that worked there said "Wow! You look really nice". I took that as a HUGE compliment since she was all of like 19 and girls that age don't usually compliment us OLD chics!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also got numerous compliments from the old men at the lodge;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seems like I'm bragging all about myself hunh? Well I AM!!! I don't ever get that many compliments. I felt damn good last night!! I was a hotty!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Want to see some pictures??? Ok!! There is only one of me. My mom has more, but she's going on a cruise, so I won't have them for another week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-5EzYN7T5I/AAAAAAAAAR8/nOyziqxsTK8/s1600-h/100_0717.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183155870614900626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-5EzYN7T5I/AAAAAAAAAR8/nOyziqxsTK8/s320/100_0717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is my sister Julie and her new boyfriend James.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-5FWYN7T6I/AAAAAAAAASE/wfRZdSji8kA/s1600-h/100_0719.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183156471910322082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-5FWYN7T6I/AAAAAAAAASE/wfRZdSji8kA/s320/100_0719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me and my sister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-5FxIN7T7I/AAAAAAAAASM/FpbHrNvmMZA/s1600-h/100_0720.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183156931471822770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-5FxIN7T7I/AAAAAAAAASM/FpbHrNvmMZA/s320/100_0720.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is my whole family!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me, Dad, Mom, and Sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We clean up pretty well!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What do you think of my $20 dress???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I didn't get home until 11pm!! I was whooped!!! I am usually in bed by 9:30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*******************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In other news....................I had another dream last night. NOT a sex dream though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My dream started at my house. I had people over, like a little party. Not sure what for, I just know there were about 6-8 people at my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I went to the bathroom and for some reason I looked at my belly and I saw a really dark blue vein on my stomache, so I was looking at it in the mirror and all of suddend it turned into a dot of bright light so I was starring at this light circle and all of sudden it got big and then I could see inside my uterus and I saw a bean! I saw my little baby bean!!! Then once I saw it, I got this RUSH of tingles throughout that area. From like one side to the other. Quick, tingles just rushed through my uterus. It felt so good. Then I knew I was pregnant. I sat on the floor and cried. Then I went back out to party. I didn't tell anyone about what happened because I didn't want them to think I was crazy and I didn't want to jinx it. But in my dream, I knew I was pregnant with one baby! I felt it. It felt amazing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I get butterflys in my stomache now when I think about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;****************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ and his Dad and Mario (his dad's friend that is visititg with him) are going to the Richard Childress Musesum today. I will not be going. I'll leave them to have a boys day. I don't know what I'll do since I'm limited still in what I can do. I really can't clean. Maybe I'll go shopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Later!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-8364049827717022218?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/8364049827717022218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=8364049827717022218' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/8364049827717022218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/8364049827717022218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/family-time.html' title='Family Time'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-5EzYN7T5I/AAAAAAAAAR8/nOyziqxsTK8/s72-c/100_0717.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-5542568871872328442</id><published>2008-03-28T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T08:55:54.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed Rest Sucks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bed Rest was boring!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TV today really sucks during the day. I'm kind of glad I work! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing much to report on the EPS. To be honest, I wouldn't know anyways. The day of my ET, I was nauseuas almost to the point of throwing up. However, I had no embies in me at that point. My nips have been Extremely sore and my boobs had many blue lines in them ever since I started my stims. And now I'm on the progesterone which causes all sorts of signs. So i'm never going to really know if it's an EPS or a progesterone symptom. I had some Cramping on wednesday and thursday. Nothing much or different then any other cycle though. I was a little dizzy this morning, but I've been on the couch for 3 days, so that's to be expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is something interesting................ I was told NO SEX and NO ORGASMS until after my beta. Well, I had a Sex DREAM with a very powerful Orgasm last night. Probably not good since I'm not supposed to do that, but how the hell do you control dreams and sleep?? Hope I didn't ruin anything going on in there. I mean it was good, but not THAT good. I'll be better at updating my journal for you girls!! Sorry to keep you hanging!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So glad to be OFF the couch and back to work. However, I walked in an my dad said we were only working unitl noon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However that's ok because I have to go find a dress for tonight. It's the ER Ball (Exalted Ruler Ball for the Elks lodge). My Dad is the ER. He's been it for 2 years and now he's all done. So this is a party to celebrate him being done I guess. Anyway, it's kind of fancy. Hence the word "Ball".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I have to go find something to wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I'll go do some last minute touch ups at the house before my Father-In-Law gets in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, that's it for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-5542568871872328442?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/5542568871872328442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=5542568871872328442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5542568871872328442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5542568871872328442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/bed-rest-was-boring-tv-today-really.html' title='Bed Rest Sucks!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-4477611883296000363</id><published>2008-03-26T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T16:58:07.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed Rest Day #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing much exciting most of the day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My sister brought me breakfast and lunch. And ate with me. That was nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've only gotten off the couch to pee and I usually grab a drink then too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I watched the entire 10th season of Friends on DVD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things got more exciting at around 5pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ has been wanting a new truck. Normally, I would be pissed and throw a fit because he PROMISED he would keep his current truck until it was paid off. The reason is, the last 3 vehicles he's had, he's been upside down on with the trade. So our agreement when he bought his last truck was as per above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, a lot has changed since then. He's making $35,000 MORE a year now then he was when we made that agreement. He works extremley hard long hours. He agreed to move to Salisbury so I'd be closer to work, and now he drives 19 miles one way to work. So ya know what, he really does deserve a new truck if he wants one. Also, he's buying a Brand New truck. He's buying a used truck. A BIGGER truck that will fit a carseat (or two). And it's manly! Way more manly then his current truck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I told him to get it if he wanted it. I figured he'd need a co-signer (me!) since his credit is still not great. So he brought the paperwork here (him and the sales guy) so I could sign everything since I could not go out. Anyway, I'm the PRIMARY! I mean it doesn't really matter. It's his money that I use when I write the check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also, I had a brilliant idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I called him well he was negotiating and said, "Honey, if you get this truck and they pay off your truck by next friday (when the payment is due) and your new payment isnt' due for a month, can I buy my Dyson vaccuum cleaner I've always wanted with the money?" He laughed and said "Of couse. Like I could say no to that. I'm getting a new truck and your getting something to keep our house clean".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So.......................I got me a Dyson!! Not just ANY Dyson either................a PINK Dyson. PINK!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-rhY4N7T2I/AAAAAAAAARk/qZTqF3xnQyg/s1600-h/41J6Y1F4HFL__SS260_.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182202138767085410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-rhY4N7T2I/AAAAAAAAARk/qZTqF3xnQyg/s400/41J6Y1F4HFL__SS260_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isn't it so pretty!! OMG! I'm going to vaccuum EVERY DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh and since it was cheaper then the car payment we get to skip, I got some accessories.......See Below..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-riHoN7T3I/AAAAAAAAARs/FLjGKaRCmW4/s1600-h/41G8BYK6EDL__AA262_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182202941925969778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-riHoN7T3I/AAAAAAAAARs/FLjGKaRCmW4/s320/41G8BYK6EDL__AA262_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-riMoN7T4I/AAAAAAAAAR0/b1FDgGdEPxo/s1600-h/41HWK2M7RKL__AA262_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182203027825315714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-riMoN7T4I/AAAAAAAAAR0/b1FDgGdEPxo/s320/41HWK2M7RKL__AA262_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The purple one is a duster that hooks right up to the cleaner and this other head attachement is so you can get under couches and beds. OMG! I can't wait to get it!!! I'm so excited!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, That's it for now. Need to get my Shot ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Later!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-4477611883296000363?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/4477611883296000363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=4477611883296000363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4477611883296000363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4477611883296000363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/bed-rest-day-2.html' title='Bed Rest Day #2'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-rhY4N7T2I/AAAAAAAAARk/qZTqF3xnQyg/s72-c/41J6Y1F4HFL__SS260_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-5328726050859127052</id><published>2008-03-25T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T13:46:08.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transfer Update (3/25)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 24th Transfer was cancelled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rescheduled for March 25th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They decided on a cycle day 6 transfer because I so many good embryos and if they could grow them out one more day, they could get all the information they needed to pick the best of the best Embryos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 25th: Woke up @ 8am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Took my shower. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Did my Progesterone Suppository (barf!) and then we headed out.The ride to Charlotte was much nicer this time since everyone was at work already. Traffic was HALF of what it normally is. I wanted to listen to music on the way, but DH was on the phone with his damn boss the whole ride. I was so annoyed. At 9:30, we were halfway there and I had to take my Valium and start drinking my water (needed a full bladder). I've never taken Valium before and had no idea what to expect. Well, 10 minutes later I was like............hmmmm, this stuff is cool!!! I can't explain it, I was just floaty and happy. I couldn't walk all that well because it was like I was floating. When we got into the Clinic, I sat and told Russ he had to check us in because I was too high! I had to go up and get some bloodwork. The nurses up there found it funny that I was so "happy" and floaty!! The one nurse said "that stuff kicks in pretty quick on an empty stomache eh?" I was like YUP!! I like it!! Well, we went back down and I got undressed. All but my LUCKY SHIRT. Its a shirt I made my Friend a couple years ago for HER transfer and it had a + pregnancy test on it and said "THINK POSITIVE". Well, she saved it and gave it to me on last week so I could wear it to my transfer. I figure it was lucky siince she has two beautiful boys from her transfer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, on with my story. I was feeling good. Went back into the OR room and the Embryologest cofirmed I was who I was and that he had the right babies for the transfer. Then Dr Crain came in and chatted. Then they started. There was a big moniter on the wall so I could watch. The nurse pointed out where I should look. She said watch this area and you'll see a white line come in. That's the cathedar. The white dot under the cathedar is where your embryos will be going. Here is a pic so you can all see what I"m talking about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-lG8oN7T0I/AAAAAAAAARU/pf44dvS7iHI/s1600-h/100_0686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181750853668392770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-lG8oN7T0I/AAAAAAAAARU/pf44dvS7iHI/s320/100_0686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you see the white line?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the transfer was done, they gave me pictures of my kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-lHOIN7T1I/AAAAAAAAARc/4n3CG9gIBOQ/s1600-h/100_0683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181751154316103506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-lHOIN7T1I/AAAAAAAAARc/4n3CG9gIBOQ/s320/100_0683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aren't they adorable!!! I think they look like me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I had to go back to my room and lay down for 1/2 hour. Then we left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was starving, so we stopped at McDonalds and I chowed. Just what I need when I'm going to be laying in bed for 2-3 days. Add an 1" or 2 to each thigh I guess! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I'm home relaxing. I have the perfect set up here. I have my laptop table so I can be online all day. I have my tray table for my drinks, phone, etc. Then I have a basket full of goodies next to me including..............books, movies, snacks, a laser pointer so I can play with the cats for entertainment, lollipops, camera, and scissors to cut the fringe on my blankets. I'm all set!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, That's all for today. I dont know if anything exciting can happen on bed rest, but I'll keep you posted. It will probably be some movie reviews:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please pray that my cute little babies stick!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s256.photobucket.com/albums/hh166/MURI72/Thumbnails/?action=view&amp;amp;current=st.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sticky Dust" src="http://i256.photobucket.com/albums/hh166/MURI72/Thumbnails/st.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE STICK BABIES. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-5328726050859127052?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/5328726050859127052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=5328726050859127052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5328726050859127052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5328726050859127052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-24th-transfer-was-cancelled.html' title='Transfer Update (3/25)'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R-lG8oN7T0I/AAAAAAAAARU/pf44dvS7iHI/s72-c/100_0686.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-2891575021918062316</id><published>2008-03-24T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T11:56:20.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DELAYED!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I was supposed to have my transfer today at 12:00pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, I got a call @ 9:40 cancelling the transfer. Actually, she left a message @ 9:40, unfortuneatley, I did not check it until we were almost at Reach at 10:45am. So, that kind of sucked!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Plus, I had to do a progesterone suppository (rectally) this morning when I got up and now I have to do ANOTHER one tomorrow. Barf!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On a good note, I've finally become Un Constipated!  That's is awful!! I don't think I've ever been constipated before and I really don't care to ever be it again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The reason for the delay was they wanted to let the embryos grow one more day. Here is the email I got from her:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey Barb,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left you a message on your cell phone, they want to take your embryos out one more day and do the transfer tomorrow.  This is a good thing, not to worry.  Basically, you have enough to do that and it just continues to give them information about which embryos are the best ones.  I'll let you know later your time, it will probably be about the same time, around lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I guess its a good thing. I just wish I knew earlier!! Like 8am would have been much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, so well I was typing this, I got THIS email&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Barb,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did it to me again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have switched your transfer to 10:30 from 12:30.  I really hope this doesn't pose a huge problem.  And I am so sorry.  But you can see how much say so I have in the matter.  You'll need to be there at 10:00 instead of 12:00.  Take your Valium at 9:30 am.  I promise...it will not be moved again.  Confirm with me that you got this email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Steph&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;So tomorrow at 10:30, I will go pick up my kids!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's all for now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-2891575021918062316?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/2891575021918062316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=2891575021918062316' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2891575021918062316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2891575021918062316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/delayed.html' title='DELAYED!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-7199610285391515739</id><published>2008-03-23T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T06:06:18.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s184.photobucket.com/albums/x111/BlinkieMadness/IVF/?action=view&amp;amp;current=thprayingforanivfmiracle.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x111/BlinkieMadness/IVF/thprayingforanivfmiracle.gif" border="0" alt="Praying for an IVF Miracle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I heard from the nurse on Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She  said I have 10-13 embryos and I'll be doing a 5 day transfer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, Monday @ 7:30am, my babies will be tranferred. Oh I hope they stick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Although this whole process (aside of the money) was not bad, I really don't want to go through it again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought for sure I was having that OHSS (ovarian hyperstimulation syndrom), but I made sure to to drink 10-12 drinks a day including 4-5 Gatorade. I stayed off my feet for the most part and too my meds. I THINK I'm in the clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s91.photobucket.com/albums/k297/maggie1za/?action=view&amp;amp;current=image008.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k297/maggie1za/image008.gif" border="0" alt="grrr" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My moms brothers and sisters are in town this weekend. I haven't seen them in a long time. I was happy to see all but one!!! My Aunt Susan is beyond annoying. &lt;a href="http://s84.photobucket.com/albums/k27/timmyj2006/smilies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bitch.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k27/timmyj2006/smilies/bitch.gif" border="0" alt="bitch" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's a bitch! She completely takes over my moms house and messes it. Never helps clean it. Then, her daughter (who is mentally retarded) got pregnant 3 years ago. My Aunt wanted her kid, so she manipulated Teresa into letter her adopt her. So here she is 60 years old with a 3 year old. She expected us all to watch her. Also, she's one of those people that constantly says "At MY house" , " MY kids", MY church", "When I cook", ect. She's just a pain in the padded ass!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went there yesterday around 5. Mind you I was at home not feeling well all day. All my other relatives asked when I got there "How are you feeling?" and they also asked all about the IVF. They are all excited for me. Not my Aunt Susan. All she talked about was her kids. "Oh John had his 2nd son today" and "oh look at this precious picture of Davids little girl". SHUT UP BITCH!!! It wouln't be so bad if she ever asked about me or how I was, but she didn't. I mean my 92 year old Great Aunt asked me as soon as she got to my moms house!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then when Stupid Susan was sitting on her ass, she said "Barbie, go aside on the deck and see if it's getting cold enough where I need to put Mia in warmer clothes" Mia is her grandaughter/daughter. ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? I went outside because my mom was there cooking on the grill. I said to my mom....................."I love you so much that I'm not going to tell off your sister" Then I told her what she said and she just rolled her eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's not like she's annoying just me. My mom and dad are ready to kill her too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's like the worlds worst house guest EVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today we are going to Easter Brunch with everyone. I was looking forward to it, but now I'm not so sure. Not because of my aunt, because all this medicine is "Stopping me up".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://s235.photobucket.com/albums/ee69/buxtehudeoma/SMILEY/sick/?action=view&amp;amp;current=constipated.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i235.photobucket.com/albums/ee69/buxtehudeoma/SMILEY/sick/constipated.gif" border="0" alt="constipated" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been stopped up for many days now. Metimucil is NOT working and I'm not sure that I can put anything else in me before something comes OUT!! KWIM??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p196/phantompirate89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=constipated.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p196/phantompirate89/constipated.jpg" border="0" alt="constipated" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, now that I've told you my embarressing butt issue. I'm going to sign off now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-7199610285391515739?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/7199610285391515739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=7199610285391515739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7199610285391515739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7199610285391515739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x111/BlinkieMadness/IVF/th_thprayingforanivfmiracle.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-8589341203405167496</id><published>2008-03-20T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T14:40:55.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Embryos!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's how many embryos we got. HOLY CRAP! That is a lot!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;According to the nurse they did ICSI on 10 eggs. Out of those 10 eggs, 6 became embryos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then they did natural for the other 33 eggs and 14 of those took. So a total of 20 embryos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have 20 babies at that moment!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I'm not sure how many will make it to day 5, but with so many, I have really good chances for 2 great ones to transfer and have a few left over to freeze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The nurse who called me expressed their concern again about Hyperstimulation. She told me to make sure that I got 10-12 glasses of water and/or Gatorade. At least 5 gatorade. However, she said not to OVER drink either. So I had to ask what she considered a glass 8oz or 10oz? She said 8oz. So basically, I need like 96oz's of water/Gatorade. I'm working on it now and I can't stop peeing!! She also said I need to wiegh myself every morning and measure my belly. If I gain 2lbs and or gain 2" 's , then I need to call them ASAP. I'm praying this does not happen because if it does, I won't be able to do the transfer on Monday. That would make me really sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please keep your fingers crossed that I do not Hyperstimulate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ left town today. Unexeptantly for work today. He is going to be gone until Saturday. Then he's leaving again Monday after my transfer and won't be back until Friday!! Luckily, my Sister is going to come stay with me Monday and Tuesday so I won't be totally alone while on bed rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It just sucks! But I can't complain since they gave him all that dang money. Obviously they are making him earn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So tonight I'll be all by myself with my dogs and cats, drinking 96oz of water and pee'ing every 15 minutes. Fun eh???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright, that's it for now. The next report will probably be on Saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't forget to keep your fingers crossed for me!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-8589341203405167496?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/8589341203405167496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=8589341203405167496' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/8589341203405167496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/8589341203405167496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/20-embryos.html' title='20 Embryos!!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3233881370612295258</id><published>2008-03-20T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T08:37:32.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg Retreival Day (3/19)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Retreival was today.  Got up at 6am and showered. It only took me 20 minutes to get ready because I could not where any make up, lotion, or jewelry. So getting ready was quick. We had to go to the pharmacy before my appt. to pick up some medicine I need for Monday. It was only a mile away from the clinic. We got there at 8:30am. They were supposed to be open at 8:30, but they didn' topen until 8:40 which ticked me off. Actually, everything in the morning ticked me off because I was not allowed to have anything to drink, so NO COFFEE. I was so cranky to Russ! Poor guy. Anyway, we got the meds and then headed to the clinic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I filled out some paperwork and they called us right in. The nurses were really nice. I think one of them was pretty new though. She's the one that did my IV and she was really bad. It hurt so bad that I almost cried. She did it really slow, I think that was the problem. Then she didnt get the tube hooked up quick enough, so my blood was EVERYWHERE!!! All over my hand, my gown, the sheets on the bed, the floor. Ugh..........it was pretty bad. The other nurse however was really good. They took my blood preassure. It was 110/68. That is actually pretty high for me, so I knew I was nervous. Russ hung out for a bit with me then they came and got him for his "Sample". The anesthesiologist (sp?) came and talked to me. He was extremely nice. I heard him talking to the dr outside my curtain and he's been with them doing these for 14 years. Ever since my clinic was there. So that made me feel really good too. After that , the dr came in and chatted with me. He wasn't my dr, but he was the one doing the retreival and he was really nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At 10am, the Anetsthesia guy came in and got me. He walked me to the OR. I layed on the table and like 3 nurses were moving my legs and putting blankets on me and all sorts. The Aneth. guy was chatting with me. Asked me where I was from etc. Then I knew that he put the sleepy stuff in my IV because my hand started to ache. He asked if I was getting tired. I wasn't really and that kind of freaked me out. i thought maybe it wasn't working. Anyway, then I remember the Dr coming in. He said this is just the speculum and it was really warm. I've never ever had a heated speculum before. That was cool. That ws the last thing I remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next thing I know I woke up in my little room. The nurse asked if I was in any pain. I wasnt really. I was a little sore, but nothing compared to what I expected. They went and got Russ and he came in. I was supposed to be in recovery for 45 minutes, but I ended up there for 1 1/2 hours because I had 43 eggs and my dr was worried about hyperstimulation. I had to do an extra bottle of meds through the IV and then wait for another big bag of stuff to be empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They took my blood preassure about 10 more times. The highest it was after the retreival was 85/52. That's more the normal for me. I was so thirsty. I was drinking water, but it wasn't helping. I had the worst cotton mouth ever. All I wanted was an ICEE. I told Russ when we left we needed to find a burger king so I could get a burger and an ICEE. I took a couple Tylenol at the hospital and was feeling pretty good until I walked to the car and sat. Then it hurt a bit more. Not cramping. Just sore lik I pulled all my muscles down there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We got to BK and I got my burger and drink. I drank and drank. Then I went to eat my burger. It was yummy until I went to swallow it. My mouth was still so dry that I could not swallow my burger. I had to wash it down with my Icee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We stopped at the pharmacy and dropped my presecription the dr gave me to reduce my chances of hyperstimulation. I got home  and then had to return a bunch of phone calls. I've tried to get some sleep, but I can't. I'm exhausted,but just cant sleep. My throat is terribly dry. I had Russ pick me up some throat losengers. Russ has been takeing very good care of me. He's never been this accomidating before. I think seeing them put that IV in and bleeding all over the place really made him feel bad. I took my anti-biotic and my new drug today when I got home. Tonight I have to take more antibiotic and 2 prednisone plus my vitamins. Friday I start my progesterone in oil shots. OUCH!! Ah, who am I kidding. Compared to that IV today, no shot could ever hurt!! I think I covered it all for today. It was pretty exciting. Now I can relax and wait for my fertilitzation report!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3233881370612295258?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3233881370612295258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3233881370612295258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3233881370612295258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3233881370612295258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/egg-retreival-day-319.html' title='Egg Retreival Day (3/19)'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-7130491832716574066</id><published>2008-03-17T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T17:48:13.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY COW!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Egg Retreival is Wednesday!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wasn't expecting it to be Wednesday at all! Maybe Thursday, but def NOT wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to my Dr's appointment and had my Ultrasound and blood work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had 14 measurable follicles on my right overy and 18 measurable on my left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dr Wang, (not my dr) thought I might need one more day of meds and another ultrasound. He also said my retrieval would probably be Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He said he'd know more after my bloodwork and talking to Dr Crain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, my nurse emailed me saying I needed to so Ovidrel shot tonight at 8pm and come in for my retreival on WEDNESDAY at 1oam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, her emails were much more lengthy with many other directions including picking up 4 prescriptions, but basically I'm doing the retreival on Wednesday and the transfer of the Embryos on Easter Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lets hope my "Basket" gets some good EGGS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On to other news..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to Walgreens to get my meds and the pharmacist warned me that the antibiotic will have an adverse affect on my birth control (that I picked up last month) and I should consider using another form of birth control. LMAO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Very ironic. I mean serioulsy...................ALL the years I was on birth control trying NOT to get pregnant and all the antibiotics I was on NOT ONE pharmacist every spoke those words to me. The sticker was on the bottle, but they never pointed it out. So I find it hysterical (and VERY sad) that they said it this time!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean I'm thinking that the IVF W/ICSI is going to make it more ineffective then the antibiotic. Just a thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow I go for blood work in the morning. NO SHOTS tomorrow AT ALL!! NONE! NOT ONE!! Woo Hoo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Injection free day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok. I'm done now. New shows on tonight, so I have to go watch!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-7130491832716574066?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/7130491832716574066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=7130491832716574066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7130491832716574066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7130491832716574066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/holy-cow.html' title='HOLY COW!!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-2006462660272840891</id><published>2008-03-16T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:15:30.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up at 7:20am to my alarm. So did NOT want to get up. But I had to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I took a shower, did my hair, grabbed my coffee and headed out the door for my long drive to Charlotte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By the time I got gas and got on the expressway it was 8:18am. I pulled into Reach at 9:13. I was leaving Reach at 9:17. So, it took me an hour to get there and it took approximately 4 minutes to go in, catch the elevator, get my medicine, catch the elevator down, get back into my car and turn it on. 4 MINUTES. Then I started back on my hour drive home. The new medicine is called Ganirelax. It's replacing the Lupron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Speaking of the Lupron, I'm now convinced that it is the Lupron that made me eat like a fat pig! My uncontrollable eating started when I started my Lupron 10 unit doses. I noticed that lately I have not been eating like a fatty. I've actually went back to eating normal. It started a couple days AFTER I dropped my Lupron down to 5 units. So, I've concluded that the Lupron made me eat like a fat pig. So good riddens to it!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I took the Ganirelix this morning and I have NO appetite. I made my stuffed peppers tonight and I could barely eat them. I forced myself to eat lunch so I wouldn't get a headache later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I've went from "Hungry Hungry Hippo" to not wanting to eat anything at all. Both are bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ was so excited that I decided to make my Stuffed peppers tonight. He loves them!! He told me tonight that it is his Favorite me off all time. I asked if he liked it better then all the yummy dishes he makes and he said ABSOLUTELY!! So, all the cooking my husband does and his favorite dinner is my signature dish. Ahh..........that makes me feel great!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a picture of my delicious dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R929zErn1DI/AAAAAAAAAQk/DCS_UDaR1T8/s1600-h/100_0670.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178503831673623602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R929zErn1DI/AAAAAAAAAQk/DCS_UDaR1T8/s200/100_0670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They are SOOO yummy!! My mom is even stopping by to pic one up for her lunch tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ went golfing today. Well he was golfing, he ran over to the woods to pee. Well, on his way, he stepped on tree root and twisted his ankle. I didn't think it was any big deal when he told me, but when he got home I almost passed out! The side of his angle looks like he has a baseball under his skin. It's huge!! He won't put ice on it. Also, he did it around the 12th hole and continued to finish golfing through 18 holes. Dumb men!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While Russ was golfing, I had a date with my neice Kayla. We went to see the movie Horton Hears a Who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R93BLUrn1FI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/eENap0AK6YY/s1600-h/horton_hears_a_who.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178507546820334674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R93BLUrn1FI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/eENap0AK6YY/s200/horton_hears_a_who.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; It was so funny!!! Seriously, GREAT MOVIE even for adults!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't remember all the funny lines, but here is one that just cracks me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"In my world, there are nothing but horses. They eat rainbows and poop butterflys"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was laughing my butt off through the whole movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the movie we went to Mr.Gatti's. It's a pizza/past buffet. The food is pretty bad. Kids love it, adults not so much. However, they do have a great salad bar. After we ate, we went to the game room and played games. I won the jackpot on one of the games and the machine spit out 293 tickets!!!! HOLY CRAP! Too bad it wasn't a slot machine!! We had a ton of fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I finished the blanket I made for my Russ's Aunt Janet. Took a picture of that too. I'm loving my camera lately!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R93EhErn1GI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/d9u78kFICC0/s1600-h/100_0669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178511219017372770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R93EhErn1GI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/d9u78kFICC0/s200/100_0669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She was diagnosed with breast cancer back in October. She had a mastectomy a few weeks ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was going to send her flowers, but I saw this material at Joann Fabrics and thought this would be so much better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, It's 9pm. Time to go read my book and go to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have another Ultrasound and blood draw at 8:15am. I'm hoping they will have a day for my retreival. Fingers crossed!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Night All!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-2006462660272840891?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/2006462660272840891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=2006462660272840891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2006462660272840891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2006462660272840891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R929zErn1DI/AAAAAAAAAQk/DCS_UDaR1T8/s72-c/100_0670.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-7757020550631018138</id><published>2008-03-15T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T14:13:31.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I woke up VERY early. 6:30am to get ready for this DR appt.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be there at 8am, we got there about 8:15am.&lt;br /&gt;I brought my book because last time I waited a bit for my ultrasound. Russ brought his computer.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I got there, they sent me upstairs for my bloodwork. When I got there, there were like 10 people waiting to get blood drawn. I was like OMG! It took forever. I left my book downstairs with Russ because usually the blood work is the quick part. So there I was waiting with NO book. I could have went back down and got it, but I didn't want to lose my spot. I was already number 11.&lt;br /&gt;Finally got done with the blood work. Went down stairs for my ultrasound. Started reading my book, 2 minutes later they call me in.&lt;br /&gt;Dr Wang (not my dr) did the exam. He was giving the sizes of my follicles. There were a LOT and they definatley grew from a couple days ago. However, when he was done, he said "Well, there looking good, but not ready yet. We'll check it out again on Monday". So, I left.&lt;br /&gt;Hour drive home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on..........................The nurse called me. This is the Charlotte nurse. She's so damn funny. I like her a lot. Almost wish she was my regular nurse. She's young too. MAYBE 22. If that. Anyway, she called and told me I had to come back to Charlotte (hour away) on Sunday because I needed to pick up some different medicine. According to her, I making some major eggs. Dr Crain (my dr) is afraid I'm getting over stimulated. So, I have to reduce my Follistim and then go get this other medicine to help counter act my egg producing meds. That pretty much puts a major cramp in my Sunday. I so don't wnat to drive down there. But obvioulsy, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bowled this afternoon. It was our last week to bowl. We kicked ass! I bowl with my parents and Russ. Russ is an Awsome bowler. His average is 205. Mine is 138. Today My LOWEST game was a 159. So obvioulsy, I kicked some ass. My high game......................178. NICE!!&lt;br /&gt;I know. I'm a geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I need to nap now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-7757020550631018138?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/7757020550631018138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=7757020550631018138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7757020550631018138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7757020550631018138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-1838719801161068371</id><published>2008-03-14T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:33:57.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Same Dose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s172.photobucket.com/albums/w4/holza_81/?action=view&amp;amp;current=shot-up1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="having injections" src="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w4/holza_81/shot-up1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, they did not change my dosage of my follistim. I'm still doing the same amounts for Thursday and Friday. I have another Ultrasound and bloodwork on Saturday. Unfortuneately, that means we have to drive to charlotte (48 miles away). The drive doesn't bother me, it's the fact that I have to get up at 6:30AM on a Saturday. Ugh...........that sucks!! BUT..........it's all going to be worth it when I get that sparkling BFP!!! Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My overies are starting to get really sore. My headache is back but my shoulder is feeling much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I celebrated Russ's gian raise last night by going out and buying us a new coffee maker!! I like the one we had, but it was black and just did not match our beautifully re designed kitchen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So here is the one I got...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R9rChUrn1BI/AAAAAAAAAQU/zPKMCj66_F0/s1600-h/4185ZYBRDDL__SS260_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177664599358952466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R9rChUrn1BI/AAAAAAAAAQU/zPKMCj66_F0/s320/4185ZYBRDDL__SS260_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R9q80Urn09I/AAAAAAAAAP0/snn84FHzGJY/s1600-h/4185ZYBRDDL__SS260_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isn't it GREAT??? It fits right under my cupboard!! No more coffee maker on the counter. That is so great. Especially since I can not stand stuff on my counter. Even appliance.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r299/demonpenguin333/Random%20Smilies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=th1c7ebb7d1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fat Women Smiley" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r299/demonpenguin333/Random%20Smilies/th1c7ebb7d1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm still gaining weight like crazy! Can't stop eating. However, I do walk two miles a day now. I hope thats helping because for some reason no matter how hard I try, I can NOT stop eating!!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a hungry hungry hippo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R9q-Q0rn0-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/i2_4M7mzQqE/s1600-h/webbanner2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177659917844599778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R9q-Q0rn0-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/i2_4M7mzQqE/s320/webbanner2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R9q-Z0rn0_I/AAAAAAAAAQE/ZZxIIchQiSU/s1600-h/tag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177660072463422450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R9q-Z0rn0_I/AAAAAAAAAQE/ZZxIIchQiSU/s320/tag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm a Junior Achievment Volunteer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been one for 3 years now. I love it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I usually always do 3rd grade. However this year I changed it up a bit. I'm doing a 3rd grade class AND a 4th grade class. For the record.............I am NOT smarter then a 4th grader. I actually had to ask for Russ's help to figure out my lesson plan for todays 4th grade class. Nice eh? So pethetic I am. Thank god I married a smarty pants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, my class was very good today. Kids love the activities we do. After I was done, another 4th grade teacher wanted to know how to sign up. I told her if she wanted it done on Fridays at 10:15, that I'd do it. She was thrilled. Now I have to order another kit. So my first class is from 9:30-10:15 my second class (across the hall) will be 10:20 - 11:05. And I'm hoping my 3rd grade class will be 11:15-12:00. IF that all works out, I'll only have to go to the school one day. It's about 15 miles away, so saving the gas would be wonderful!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We'll see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love to do it though, so I dont' mind taking on 3 classes. The kids are great and they really enjoy it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R9rB4Urn1AI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2XJIaGQbM4M/s1600-h/MISSING.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177663894984315906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R9rB4Urn1AI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2XJIaGQbM4M/s320/MISSING.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY FRIEND MELISSA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHERE ARE YOU GIRL????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE CHECK IN WITH ME WHEN YOU CAN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE YA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-1838719801161068371?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/1838719801161068371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=1838719801161068371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1838719801161068371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1838719801161068371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/same-dose.html' title='Same Dose'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R9rChUrn1BI/AAAAAAAAAQU/zPKMCj66_F0/s72-c/4185ZYBRDDL__SS260_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3523341544763313362</id><published>2008-03-13T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T07:17:41.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's SO Lucky!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, Russ left me an apology this morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good thing too because  I was about to release all my raging hormones on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm still annoyed with the way he acted, but I do think I got through to him. I just think he's been so overwhelmed with all of this job stuff that he's forgotten what I'm actually going through lately. So, I think he understands. I think. Let's hope it lasts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also, Russ too the the counter offer for his job. So, he's making some serious dough now!!! He's actually making more then now by himself then we made together when we bought our first house. Crazy!!! He's increased his income by $35,000 in less then 2 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had another appointmetn today. Had blood work and an ultrasound. The bloodwork was painful. I really love my IVF nurse, but she gets rougher each time she takes my blood. I don't know what it was today, it didnt' hurt when she put the needle in, but it hurt the whole freaking time she was taking the blood. Ouchie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My ultrasound went well. The Dr turned the monitor so I could see my follicles. It was pretty cool!!! The ones on the right were bigger then the left. He said I have plenty of them. He said they are still a little small which is expected at this point and I'll have another ultrasound this weekend.  I'm assuming they will up my Follistim dose today too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, well I have to do some work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3523341544763313362?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3523341544763313362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3523341544763313362' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3523341544763313362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3523341544763313362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/hes-so-lucky.html' title='He&apos;s SO Lucky!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-7339712793889441375</id><published>2008-03-12T17:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T17:37:39.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Husband......</title><content type='html'>(&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A) Got an EXCELLENT counter offer from his current job to get him to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(B) Is a Giant JERK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(C) Is a Selfish and Insensitive Ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(D) All of The Above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you answered D, then you are correct!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not talking to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope him and all his fucking money keeps him happy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm REALLY happy that we're doing IVF to have a baby because I don't think I EVER want to sleep with him again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sure your all thinking he did something horrible. He didn't really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just treated me like shit tonight. Yelled at me for NO reason what-so-ever. Just turned into a big fucking jerk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He has absolutely no sympathy for the fact that I shoot up with 3 injections of hormones a day that give me a constant headache, neckache, and hot flashes. He doesn't ask about my appointments or how I'm feeling because he's so wrapped up in getting job offers and that's all he gives a flying crap about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I tell him how I feel and that I'm hurt and that I need a little support now and prefer not to be treated like the trash outside, I get this response  "I'm not talking about this now".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So he's in the other room enjoying the discovery channel while I sit here and cry. Does he care??? NO!!! Has he come in to see if I'm ok???? NO!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is he a BIG FAT JERK???? Ummm...............I'd say YES!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-7339712793889441375?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/7339712793889441375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=7339712793889441375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7339712793889441375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7339712793889441375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-husband.html' title='My Husband......'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-6957530564950240515</id><published>2008-03-12T08:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T08:25:19.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A very good friend of mine had another miscarriage. It's so not fair. She's such a wonderful person. Genuine and kind hearted. She's so desearving of a baby. Probably more desearving then even me. I dont' understand why this happened to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I"m absolutely heart broken for her. There is nothing I can do or say to help her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so tired of watching good people suffer. So tired of trying to have faith in a God that just sends heartache to good people and rewards undesearving people. A God who has not listened to ANY of the prayers from the girls on our baby forum. We don't ask for much. We're good women and I dont understand why God won't listen to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How do you continue to believe?  How do you keep the faith?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because I'm finding it really difficult lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*******************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In other news..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My blood work yesterday came back fine. I'm continuing on my same doses and shots for two days. Then I go back to the Dr tomorrow for an Ultrasound and more blood work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The last two and a half days, I've had a really dull headache. Also, my shoulder hurts and I'm so tired. I'm sure it's from the meds. I feel really yucky today. Worse then I have which scares me because I'm only half way there. I'm sure my meds will increase tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My tentative egg retrieval is next week. Most likely Thursday or Friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've now decided that Russ will do all my shots. I woke up two mornings in a row with HUGE bruises after I did my shots. When he does them, you can't even see the red dot. I tried to be independent. I wanted to do it myself. But I suck at it and I need to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ currently has 3 job offers and now his current company is ready to counter offer. So he's trying to decide what to do. One job he's already counted out. But he was really struggling deciding between the other two and now his current job is throwing him stuff. He's getting kind of stressed. I told him it could be worse. He could be unemployed and not getting ANY offers. I mean having 4 people throwing money at you isn't a bad deal! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just hope something happens this week.  It's starting to stress me out too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, that's it.   I've summed it all up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm Sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm a little stressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-6957530564950240515?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/6957530564950240515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=6957530564950240515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6957530564950240515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6957530564950240515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-9126609673703180069</id><published>2008-03-10T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T08:57:39.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've gained 5lbs since I started the birth control and Lupron. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have now hit my maximum wieght EVER! I'm so dicouraged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was actually eating really healthy for awhile. But after about the 2nd week of Birth control pills and started the Lupron, I couldn't stop eating. It was like PMS EVERY DAY! Seriously, I'm not surprised I gained the weight. I'm just so dissapointed. I wanted to lose 5-8 lbs BEFORE the IVF and now I need to lose like 10lbs and I can't even really diet. This sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I did stop at the store on the way into work and bought some those Peppermint lifesavors. The bag full. Now when I get the urge to eat a Ho-Ho or a bag of chips, I eat a 15 calorie mint instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's not nearly as satifying as a Ho-Ho, but I can NOT gain anymore weight.  I'm disgusted with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The sad part is, it's probably going to get worse since I've added hormonal injections. Ugh......I don't know what to do. I need to stop eating. Well not stop, but stop eating EVERY single 15 minutes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On to other news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At work, my dad gets a lot of stupid sales calls because he's an Owner of a company. Well, I weed them out. Since he works in the shop, he doesn't have time to talk to people that are trying to sell him shit he doesn't want anyway. So I ask the typical questions, whose calling, what's it regarding, etc. Then I'll ask to take a message and then they hang up on me. I HATE sales people. Serioulsy, these ones that call here are such ass hats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well today, the QUEEN OF ASS HATS CALLED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is how the conversation went:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Good Morning, Arch Tech this is Barb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Asshat:&lt;/span&gt; Is Robert still there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(first off my dad goes by Bob, NOT Robert)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; May I ask whose calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Asshat:&lt;/span&gt; Denise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; And your calling from????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Asshat:&lt;/span&gt; Livingtone College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(obviusly, she wants a donation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; May I take a message for him, he's in the shop right now working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Asshat:&lt;/span&gt; Really? Because you just asked me questions like he was standing right there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Well, he's not. He's in the shop. That's where he works. IN THE SHOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Asshat:&lt;/span&gt; When will he be done in the shop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; I don't know. He works in the shop ALL DAY. Again, that's where he works. IN THE SHOP!! Can I take a message for him so he can call you back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(here's where it gets really good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Asshat:&lt;/span&gt; Who is this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; The office manager. My name is BARB. I stated that when I answered the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Asshat:&lt;/span&gt; Well I'll just come down there in person and straighten this out. I'll speak with Robert in person and not deal with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Well before you come, you should probably figure out the name he actually uses!! Good Luck when you get here!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Click!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm still waiting or her to come. The college is only about 3 miles away. It's been over an hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stupid Bee-otch! People should just NOT screw with me on Mondays. Much less when I'm pumping myself full of hormones. I hope she DOES show up. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's it for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-9126609673703180069?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/9126609673703180069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=9126609673703180069' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/9126609673703180069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/9126609673703180069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/ugh.html' title='Ugh!!!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-4459996202514499891</id><published>2008-03-09T08:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T08:45:11.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Started........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my stimulation meds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had 3 injections yesterday and two antibiotics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Same protocal for tonight and tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then more bloodwork on Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is all very exciting and scary! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing much else going on here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I bowled yesterday then came home and started working on another blanket. It's a Breast Cancer awareness blanket for Russ's aunt. I think it's going to turn out pretty nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll post pictures when I'm done with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need to start some baby blankets too. I have at least 3 to make by the end of the month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ will probably get 2 job offers tomorrow.  Both will be about $6,000 - $10,000 more then he's making now. One has really good health insurance. The other one one I don't know yet. We havent seen them. So we'll wait and see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I can't think of anything else at the moment to write about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe something exciting will happen and I can do another post later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-4459996202514499891?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/4459996202514499891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=4459996202514499891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4459996202514499891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4459996202514499891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-started.html' title='I Started........'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3251156316230385071</id><published>2008-03-07T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T14:36:04.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my Roller Coaster Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s205.photobucket.com/albums/bb17/ben_2_go/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kitties.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="ROLLER COASTER KITTIES" src="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb17/ben_2_go/kitties.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I cried all day.&lt;br /&gt;Stopped at the store and bought a 6-pack of beer so I could get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Came home and checked my email and there was an email from my nurse.&lt;br /&gt;Here is what it said...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hey Barb,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything looks great. Here's what we're doing. Take 5 units of Lupron tonight. Tomorrow, start antibiotics twice daily until finished. You have Doxycycline for 7 days and Russ has Cipro for 10 days. Your instructions are the same for Saturday, Sunday, and Monday as follows: no meds in the am. In the evening, you need to take your 5 units of Lupron, 150 units of Follistim, and 10 units of low dose hcg. Return Tuesday morning, 3-11-08, for blood work only. Come in about 8:15 and I'll get your blood drawn before I need to start ultrasounds with Dr. Whelan. I'll call you that afternoon and let you know what's next. Oh, and try to give your meds about the same time every night. Let me know if you have any questions. I'll be here for about another ½ hour. If not, I'll see you Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I called her because I was so confused. I asked about the cyst and she said she talked to the Dr and he said if my estrogen levels came back good then continue with my meds. The cyst is only a problem if it changes hormone levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went from Way up.................. to Way Down...................to Way up. Just like a roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of making me nauseus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3251156316230385071?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3251156316230385071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3251156316230385071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3251156316230385071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3251156316230385071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/welcome-to-my-roller-coaster-ride.html' title='Welcome to my Roller Coaster Ride'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-1540354917935948421</id><published>2008-03-07T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:15:34.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IVF Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had my appointment this morning for my Ultrasound and blood work.&lt;br /&gt;I have a giant cyst on my right overy. Most likely, I will not be doing IVF this month.&lt;br /&gt;I have to wait to hear from them after they get my blood work results to make any decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely devastaed. I have no faith in this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I did everything right this month. EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;I was the healthiest I've ever been.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I start to have some hope, some major set back happens.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can do this anymore. I don't have it in me to keep going through this.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why I keep getting more crap. Have I not been through enough already.&lt;br /&gt;I mean lets look at what I've been through.........&lt;br /&gt;-3 years of TTC&lt;br /&gt;-multiple fertility tests&lt;br /&gt;-Numerous negative pregnancy tests&lt;br /&gt;-Surgery&lt;br /&gt;-2 months of Lupron&lt;br /&gt;-$30,000 in medical bills in 2008 ($4500 over the other two years)&lt;br /&gt;-Fertility meds&lt;br /&gt;-Multiple Ultrasounds&lt;br /&gt;-watching people getting their SECOND BFP's while waiting for mine&lt;br /&gt;-watching every person in hollywood get pregnant&lt;br /&gt;-watching all these trashy people abuse and kill their childre that they dont want&lt;br /&gt;-and now a big fat cyst!&lt;br /&gt;When the fuck is it enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-1540354917935948421?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/1540354917935948421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=1540354917935948421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1540354917935948421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1540354917935948421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/ivf-update.html' title='IVF Update'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-6203044684123201635</id><published>2008-03-05T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T16:00:02.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Closer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I took my last birth control pill last night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been on the Lupron for more then a week now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got my stimulation meds today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now all I need is my progesterone injectable and I'll have all my meds to complete my IVF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday, I go to get my ultrasound and blood work to see if and when I start my stimulation drugs. I should also have a tentative egg retreival and embryo transfter date then too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's going by pretty fast. I think because I'm dreading growing a whole bunch of eggs and then have a gigantic needle put through my vaginal wall in order to retreive them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R88yjoP-YMI/AAAAAAAAAPs/XjVBm1uWx-A/s1600-h/probe.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174410084553220290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R88yjoP-YMI/AAAAAAAAAPs/XjVBm1uWx-A/s320/probe.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How Scary does THAT look????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously, this is why time is flying by because the thought of that is scary!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Look at the "Aspiration Needle" to the left. Do you see HOW LONG it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ugh...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will be under general anesthesia, but still. OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well that should give me nightmares. Lets stop talking about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've cooked dinner for the last 6 days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you believe it. I've made some really good dinners too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I made a Ham &amp;amp; Swiss Casserole which was AWSOME!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also made my famous Stuffed Peppers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My other dinners were nothing great, but I did cook. I really think Russ has taken a liking to my cooking too because he has not even offered to cook once!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm kind of getting sick of cooking everyday. I mean I don't mind because I know he's busy, but I'm going to get burnt out. I mean I went from cooking NEVER to cooking everyday. I think your supposed to work your way slowly into new household responsibilities. Right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, speaking of......................dinner is ready so I must go eat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope you all have a great night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-6203044684123201635?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/6203044684123201635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=6203044684123201635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6203044684123201635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6203044684123201635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/getting-closer.html' title='Getting Closer'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R88yjoP-YMI/AAAAAAAAAPs/XjVBm1uWx-A/s72-c/probe.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-2798437178710658940</id><published>2008-03-03T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T09:37:28.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been Meme'd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been meme'd. Jen has meme'd me. What does Meme'd mean anyway???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So here you go. The meme is that you need to turn to page 123 of any book, and then quote the 5th sentence on the page either in a post of your own or in my comments. Then you get to tag 5 people as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here is mine:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I didn't pop into the pub after and brag about it over a pint."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So I now tag...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE FUN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-2798437178710658940?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/2798437178710658940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=2798437178710658940' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2798437178710658940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2798437178710658940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/ive-been-memed.html' title='I&apos;ve been Meme&apos;d'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-63483095949744286</id><published>2008-03-02T06:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T06:45:19.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday was Much better!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, Saturday was a HUGE improvement over Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got a good nights sleep and felt well rested. I went to Walmart at 9am to get my new tires. I needed two of them. I fugured it would cost about $130. Nope. $172! Ouch. Of course while waiting for my tires, I spent $66 more dollars in the store. All stuff we needed though. We'd have to buy it eventually and we'd probably pay more somewhere else because I HATE going to walmart unless I absolutely have to. I then returned to the inspection place and they were so busy I would have had to wait forever, so I decided to go back on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had some yummy New York Strip steaks for dinner. We have not had steak in so long. But they were on sale and I really wanted a steak. So steak, potatoes, and broccoli! Girl Scout cookies for dessert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then we watched the movie Michael Clayton. Blah! It wasn't that great. It was really slow and the ending was not worth the wait. You knew how it would end because it was a typical movie but sometimes they make the end at least a little exciting and edge worthy. Not this one. It was boring. I was not impressed. George Clooney wasn't anything special either. I rate it it 1 out 4 stars. So not worth the $5 rental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had Russ give me my shot last night. I realized although I CAN do it, I do it really badly. Friday night I did mine and I forgot to pinch the skin first. When I put the needle it, it hurt and out of reaction, I pulled it right back out. Not only did I have to stab myself again, but I was bleeding like crazy in my spot that I had just stabbed myself.  The next day, it was black and blue with a red blood blister dot on there. Ugh. I suck! So last night I had Russ do it and he did a perfect job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You could not even see the slightest red dot. Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So for now on, I will let him do them if he's home and I'll only do them when I absolutely have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm going to a Home Builders show today with my mom, sister, and this lady Linda. I don't really want to go since it's going to be 70 degrees out. But I never get to spend any time with my mom, and she really wants me to go. So I'll bite the bullet and spend god knows how many hours walking around this show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just hope I get home at a decent hour. I'm supposed to make Russ stuffed peppers tonight. Those are a little time consuming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I'm off to take a shower and get ready to do. Hope you all have a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-63483095949744286?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/63483095949744286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=63483095949744286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/63483095949744286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/63483095949744286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/03/saturday-was-much-better.html' title='Saturday was Much better!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-5739506246380964007</id><published>2008-02-29T14:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T15:05:04.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this the medicine or are you really upset??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the question my husband asked me tonight. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm upset. I had a really crappy day. Full of being denied for various things such as a line of credit to my checking account and my van inspection. Neither are a big deal I realize. I took more money out my 401K, so I don't need the line of credit any longer, but I'm upset about being denied for it. I was denied because my husband has destroyed his credit and as hard as I've worked on fixing it, it's not good enough yet. The van is no big deal either really. I just need two new tires. Normally, no biggy. However, considering I'm scraping every fucking penny I can right now to pay for this IVF so I can have something that SO many people get for free, $100 for new tires is yet another set back in my charmed financial life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sick of the set backs. I'm sick of taking two steps forward and having something knock me on my ass again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed that my mom has not offered one penny to help us out. I know they are not loaded, but they could afford to give us something. My mom pays $200 a month towards my nieces cathlic school, yet after hearing about our struggle for money, she's offered us nothing.&lt;br /&gt;My dad told me to take a loan from Arch Tech. He'd give me money even if he was broke. He'd take a loan out for me if needed. Again, I don't need the money anymore, but I'm so happy at least HE offered it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so badly wanted to come home and talk to someone. I know that I can't talk to my husband. He just doesn't ever understand anything that I'm upset about. EVER. Of course I don't NEED him to understand. I need him to hug me and tell me it's ok. BUT nope. He says "Well, I'm going to go in the other room and let you calm down". WTF?? Seriously? He can NEVER comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;Then when I say "I don't NEED to be left along" he said "Is the the Medicine or are you upset about something else. BEcause I don't get it and I don't know what you want me to do."&lt;br /&gt;Nice. Do nothing you fucking schmuck! Do NOTHING! That will make it better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friend. I miss talking to her on the phone. I miss the relationship I used to have with her. I don't why certain things in life have to change. I understand change. I just don't get this one. I never thought anything would change our friendship. But life did. Life changed it. I doubt it will ever be what it was. And that hurts so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I have to blog my frustrating days because my husband doesnt get it. Doesn't even try to. I don't know who else to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my online friends. I've met some great people online. It's the one positive thing about my fertility issues. I've met some truely wonderful women. I wouldn't trade that for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has just been a really shitty day. I'm probably just going to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is the medicine. Or maybe it's just the fact that I'm sick and tired of getting the really shitty cards dealt to me. Like the infertility card wasn't bad enough, keep throwing more shitty cards to me. Obviously you think I can handle it. Guess we'll wait and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-5739506246380964007?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/5739506246380964007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=5739506246380964007' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5739506246380964007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5739506246380964007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/02/is-this-medicine-or-are-you-really.html' title='Is this the medicine or are you really upset??'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3289581077902957173</id><published>2008-02-28T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T06:09:11.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lupron Side Effect?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Does Lupron make you more domesticated? Just wondering because I have cooked dinner THREE nights in a row!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Those of you who know me, know that my husband does all the cooking. I very rarely cook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, Lately I've had all this motivation in the kitchen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight I made the best dinner. It was so easy, yet so delicious. Russ said aside of my stuffed green peppers, this is the best meal I've ever cooked. AND.....................it's the easiest clean up ever! 'm going to post the recipe for this dinner at the end of my blog entry today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Melissa - You and Patty will LOVE this. Make sure you try and let me know what you think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On to other news................I DID IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I gave myself my Lupron shot today!! I'm such a big girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It didn't hurt at all. Like a little prick of the skin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A week from tomorrow I may be starting my stimulation drugs. Can you believe it? Time is flying by. Everyone said it would, but I didn't believe any of them.\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, that's it for today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is the YUMMY recipe I promised you..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foil-Pack Chicken and Artichoke Dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Baked in a foil-pack, this Mediterranean-inspired chicken and rice dish is ready to eat in less than an hour."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;INGREDIENTS:&lt;br /&gt;3 cups instant white rice,&lt;br /&gt;uncooked&lt;br /&gt;3 cups warm water&lt;br /&gt;6 small boneless skinless&lt;br /&gt;chicken breast halves, 1/2 inch&lt;br /&gt;thick&lt;br /&gt;1 (13.75 ounce) can artichoke&lt;br /&gt;hearts, drained, quartered&lt;br /&gt;2 cups chopped tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup KRAFT Zesty Italian&lt;br /&gt;Dressing&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup pesto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;DIRECTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 400 degrees F. Mix rice and water; spoon evenly onto center of each of six large sheets of heavy-duty foil. Top each with 1 chicken breast. Cover evenly with the artichokes and tomatoes, then drizzle evenly with the combined dressing and pesto.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;Bring up foil sides. Double fold top and both ends to seal each packet, leaving room for heat circulation inside. Place packets in single layer in 15x10x1-inch baking pan.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;Bake 30 to 35 minutes or until chicken is cooked through (170 degrees F). Remove packets from oven; let stand 5 minutes. Place one packet on each of six dinner plates. Cut slits in foil with sharp knife to release steam before opening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3289581077902957173?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3289581077902957173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3289581077902957173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3289581077902957173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3289581077902957173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/02/lupron-side-effect.html' title='Lupron Side Effect?????'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-6673507436961324334</id><published>2008-02-28T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T06:28:00.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wimped out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I could NOT give myself the shot last night.&lt;br /&gt;I made Russ do it.&lt;br /&gt;He was nervous about it too. Did it a little too slow. I had to say "Ow! Too Slow Too Slow!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Then I felt bad. He didn't take personally though. I would have done the same thing probably.&lt;br /&gt;He's really nervous about doing the Progesterone shots. Those are the ones with the 1 1/2" needle and where you can actually hit nerves and such. He told me again last night that he's kind of scared to do it. I told him that I could have my sister do it. She's only 2 miles away, it's no biggy. But he said NOPE. I want to do my part in this. You have to get all the shots, I can at least do this for you. I'll get used it.&lt;br /&gt;So sweet isn't he??&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try again to do my own shot again tonight. I really have to be able to do this myself since Russ works so much. Eventually, I'll be having like 3-5 shots a day at different times and Russ may not always be around. Between working all those crazy hours and golf, I'm sure there will be times he won't be there when I need a shot. So I NEED to figure this out.&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop being a wimp. I am women..............hear me ROAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a56/crazed_simpson/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Superwomen.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Superwomen" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a56/crazed_simpson/Superwomen.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-6673507436961324334?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/6673507436961324334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=6673507436961324334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6673507436961324334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6673507436961324334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-wimped-out.html' title='I wimped out!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3801757998274725113</id><published>2008-02-27T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T09:55:18.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appointment Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had my appointment today for my Injection class, Trial Transfter, and Hystosonogram. Oh, and I had to have more bloodwork because the hospitial forgot to run my Hep B and Hep C tests with my last blood draw. Bastards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, we left the house at 7am today and drove to Charolotte. The drive sucked! Charlotte is so freaking crowded during rush hour. Way too many people and way too little road! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so glad Russ drove because I would have been a nervous wreck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We got there at 8:30 and I went to the lab and had my blood work done. Then Russ and I had the injection class. It was really lame.  We didn't get to practice or anything. Just listened. Well, actually, there was this funny a partial body (basically, a butt with stumps), and the guys did get to practice the Progesterone shots on those. Those shots are the Intermuscular shots and are pretty painful I guess and hard to do. So she did let them practice on the butt. Russ did well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I had my other stuff. The trial transfer was a piece of cake!! I didn't feel a thing. Actually I didn't even know he'd done it.  Good thing we did the trial too because my cervix is crooked or somehting. He needed to put in a special plastic piece to help guide the cathedar. Still didn't feel a thing so that was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then he asked if I wanted to empty my bladder (needed to be full for the trial transfer) and I said no, just do the hystersonogram. So he did. That one SUCKED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Same type deal however, they shoot dye in your uterus and it hurts like a son-of-a-bitch!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Dr also informed me that we do NOT need to do ICSI which REALLY pisses me off. We already paid for ICSI based on HIS notes in my file. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He said now that he would reccomend a "partial" ICSI. Maybe do a few with ICSI and then see how the rest do naturally. So now I have to call and find out the price difference and see if we can get a refund from integramed. We paid an extra $2500 for the ICSI. If we can get half that back, that'd be great! We'll see what they say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I"m home because I'm tired. I slept like crap last night and I have a  headache, so I decided not to go into work. I'm going to make some calls and take a nap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, and I started my Lupron shots last night. All is good with that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3801757998274725113?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3801757998274725113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3801757998274725113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3801757998274725113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3801757998274725113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/02/appointment-today.html' title='Appointment Today'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-2106568637679492368</id><published>2008-02-26T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T07:28:18.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kind of left ya hanging eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I forgot to update yesterday and tell you that I talked to my nurse who talked to the pharmacy and everything got all straightned out. My Lupron "Should" be today at noon. I will not hold my breath. I will not even believe it until I see them on my front porch. They are supposed to be delivered by noon, so I'll run home at lunch and check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In other news..........I think my husband is AWSOME!! I know I comment alot on his "engineer" tendencies and how they annoy me. However, sometimes they come in REALLY handy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like last week, he made me a template for my blankets I make. He made it out of Plexi glass and its AWSOME!! So much easier to use then a cardboard template.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/?action=view&amp;amp;current=31Tq4lYNpsL.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/31Tq4lYNpsL.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THEN................last night I was cutting some material with my electric scissors he bought me years ago and the blades are getting so dull that it was taking forever and screwing up my fabric, etc. Well he said just sharpent them. Well, I couldn't see how they could be sharpened. They are not normal scissors. I can't really explain them. Anyway, he took them, took the whole thing apart so he could get to the blades, sharpended them and put them back together. They work GREAT!!! I was so damn impressed! I could never have put them back together right. There were like 20 pcs. Anyway, sometimes is "brainy" self really pays off in my favor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, that's it for now. I'll update later if and when I get my shot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-2106568637679492368?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/2106568637679492368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=2106568637679492368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2106568637679492368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2106568637679492368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/02/kind-of-left-ya-hanging-eh.html' title='Kind of left ya hanging eh?'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-9180868240554199752</id><published>2008-02-22T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T16:17:44.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY ME????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't understand why everything crappy happens to me. I realize that my current issue compared to what some people deal with, is nothing. But to me it's just frustrating!!!&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was finally set with my Lupron shipment. I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I got home today and my package was at the door. YAY!! Well, I opened it up and NOT SO YAY!&lt;br /&gt;They sent me the WRONG Lupron. I need the 2-week kit (which I explained to at least 6 people there this past week) and they sent me the ONE month shot. So I paid $80 for a perscription that I can NOT use.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I called. At first I was just irritated. But while sitting on hold, I realized that this for sure could delay my IVF by 6-8 more weeks. Well, I immediately burst in to tears. By the time the lady got back on the phone I was a mess. So I cried and told her that I had to have the right stuff by Tuesday. She said my nurse never specified what Lupron I needed. HELLO?? Why would you send anything then? Why would you NOT call my nurse and get the info. I was hysterical. Anyway, she promised me that she'd get confirmation of exactly what I needed on Monday and overnight so I'd have it on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not holding my breath. This mail order place screws everything up and I have a feeling that this will end up delaying my IVF. Right now, I'll try and stay positive. But it's really hard.&lt;br /&gt;I also got our antibiotics. Those were right. Guess it's hard to screw those up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 7:30pm and Russ is still not home. He's worked until 6:30 or 7pm every night this week. He also worked last Saturday and Sunday. It sucks. He comes home so miserable that he doesnt' even hang out with me. Just hibernates in the other living room.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so freaking alone. And I'm getting angry at him. Which I realize is not fair, but I can't help it. The worst part is, I keep thinking...............what if he's not working? What if he's out with someone? I'd never know.&lt;br /&gt;It's ridiculous to think these things. I have no reason to think he'd cheat on me. But between working late and his lack of sex drive, I can't help but wonder.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who know Russ I"m sure your thinking yah right? But really, ya never know.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my Baby Wanting Basket Case of a Women Self has driven him away. Would I ever really know?&lt;br /&gt;Shit I had a guy cheat on my for years and it was obvious to everyone but me! I look back now and can see it but I always had excuses for him when we were dateing.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. This is stupid. I'm sure he's not cheating on me. I think. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've got to go find my brain. I know it's somewhere here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s226.photobucket.com/albums/dd93/doggiekids/?action=view&amp;amp;current=lolzz.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="I have lost my mind!" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd93/doggiekids/lolzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-9180868240554199752?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/9180868240554199752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=9180868240554199752' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/9180868240554199752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/9180868240554199752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-me.html' title='WHY ME????'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3088655859865572899</id><published>2008-02-20T10:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T10:14:10.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are moving right along</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, One week from today, I'll be doing my trial transfer and hystersonogram. Also, Russ and I will get our Injection training so we'll know how to give me the shots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I take my first shot on Tuesday. One day earlier then my class, so my sister is going to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've ordered all my meds that I know of so far. My bill so far is $1,626.00. I'm hopeing everything else I need will be covered by insurance for $40-$80 co pays. It's about $700 more then I was hoping, but what can I do. I need it right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also found out that I have to pay for my Anesthesia in advance. That's $800.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So basically, I wired $23,000.00 to integramed today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mailed $1,558 to the clinic for some past tests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've spent $950 in appointments already this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have to have $1,626.00 on March 4th for meds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have to have $1,998.00 on March 7th for the Anesthesia, Trial Transfer, and Hystosonogram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, my grand total from January 1st - March 7th is.......................(((drum roll please)))........................... $29,132.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, and I almost forgot, if I have embryos left over that can be frozen, that will cost another $1,100!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've already stressed about it and I'm over it. I know that when I have my baby or babies, I'll forget ALL of those numbers. It WILL be worth it.  I WILL get me a baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not thinking about money anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing else much new here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3088655859865572899?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3088655859865572899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3088655859865572899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3088655859865572899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3088655859865572899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/02/things-are-moving-right-along.html' title='Things are moving right along'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-997489597928537837</id><published>2008-02-18T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T18:08:45.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE tell my husband................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that bills do NOT go away if you ignore them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Collection agencies do NOT forget about a bill that you owe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My husband has owed $97 to Sprints since 2003. Before we got together. They sent letters and collection agents sent letters and he threw them out. It showed up on our credit report in July when we bought our house and Russ said  it wasn't his. Must be a mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So anyway, tonight, they called the house (pretty scary that they have this number when my husband doesn't even know our home phone number and it's in MY name) but anyway, I gave him the phone and I heard him say "What is it? I'll check on it an call you back, what's your number" . I know he wasnt' writing the number down since he was in the living room with NO pen. Anyway, after he hung up, he told me it was Sprint again. So, I'm like well why not just deal with it. He's like I dont' have an account from 2006 so it's not mine. So why not tell them that? I mean seriously. It does NOT JUST GO AWAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I called them back (number on caller ID), I asked all the details they had. They said the account was from 2001-2003 and he never paid the last bill. I spent 15 minutes on the phone having this nice chat with the collection lady. Getting all the details we needed and talking about how ridiculous it was to send a $97 to a collection agency 3 years AFTER the bill was due and to still be collecting on it 2 more years after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She said didn't you get all our letters? I was like um...................probably. But my husband thinks if he ignores stuff, it just goes away, hence why I called you back. So anyway, I have their address and I'm sending them $97 since my husband is a pain in the freaking ass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm getting so sick and tired of fixing every freaking flaw on his credit report. I've taken care of EVERY SINGLE PROBLEM on there so far. His judgments...............I CALLED and got as much info as I could so we could get all of this shit straightend out. He just freaking ignores everything and then blames the companies when it show's up on our credit report. No ASS HAT! It's YOUR FAULT! And if you truely don't owe the money then take care of it THEN! That way, you have ALL the info and proof you need.  You don't ignore them for years and expect to win! You're not hurting them................you're hurting OUR credit! So just take care of it already!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ughhhh...........I want to slap him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The worst part is. He's annoyed with me right now because I called back and got the info. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Are you kidding me????? I'm FiXING IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have to go to bed before I slap someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-997489597928537837?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/997489597928537837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=997489597928537837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/997489597928537837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/997489597928537837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/02/please-tell-my-husband.html' title='PLEASE tell my husband................'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-5262840221544973054</id><published>2008-02-17T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T07:22:51.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got the OK to start the Birth control pills. My perscripstions are "pending" with the insurance company. Hopefully, they will be under $1,000. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We went to dinner at Ichibans with some people Russ works with. One guy was from their corporate office and they wanted to take him out. The other couple was a couple I've met before. I don't really care much for them. They both cheat on each other on regular basis. They have 2 kids that I think they treat like crap.  She told me at dinner that her son got in trouble that day for talking to the other kids about sex. The teacher said he was giving every detail of how it was done. I asked how old her son was figuring he was like 10 or so, but nope he is in FIRST GRADE! Holy crap! That's pretty young to have that much detail about sex. Something is way wrong there. She also said that he consistently trys to kiss her with an open mouth and says "come on mom, let's go have sex" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's just freaking crazy. I told her she needs to get him some counseling and figure out why he's doing this. She claims they have no idea where he's getting this from. Maybe not, but she sure as hell needs to figure it out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up at 9:30 and started laundry. Then I was playing on the computer. Just relaxing like I do every Saturday morning. Russ called me at 10:30 and told me he invited two guys from corporate over for dinner. WHAT? Are you kidding me?? Nope. He wasn't kidding. So I had to hurry up and clean my house BEFORE bowling at 1:30.  I was so not happy! The sad part is, he asks me EVERYTHING before doing it, but he didn't ask about this. I was so annoyed. I did not want to spend my morning cleaning, that was for tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The other thing is when I bowl, I have some drinks. So usually I have a slight buzz when I get home. I got home at 4:45 and the guys showed up at 5pm. Ugh! I was so not in the mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They were very nice, but they were here until 8pm.  And they all just talked about business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was SO freaking boring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This day is not over yet. Actually, it's jsut starting. I have to go clean my moms house today. I don't feel like it. I still have to finish all of our laudnry since Russ had company yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We also got invited to our neighbors house for the Daytona 500 race. He's having a party. We said we'd be there, but I SO DO NOT FEEL like going. I just want to relax. I don't want to do anything else today.  It's going to take everything I have just to get up and clean my moms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, we got our check from our 401K yesterday too. It was $2,500 less then we thought. That SUCKS! I have no idea how we're going to make it through this. Also, we have to pay our balance off at REACH ($1,558) BEFORE we start IVF. So that pretty much takes the rest of the moeny from our check. Somehow, we have to come up with money for meds, $1200 for the trial transfer/hystersongogram on 2/27. Then $800 for anesthesia the day of the retreival and $1,100 to free any extra embryos if we have any. Crap! I have no idea HOW we are coming up with that money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I need to go change the laundry over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope everyone had a great weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-5262840221544973054?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/5262840221544973054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=5262840221544973054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5262840221544973054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5262840221544973054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/02/weekend-recap_17.html' title='Weekend Recap'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-4421247460357894710</id><published>2008-02-15T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T10:45:35.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appointment Update - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to my appointment today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gave about 9 vials of blood.  I seriously should have eaten breakfast before I went. I was extremely light headed on the way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I had my ultrasound. (Barf!) I hate Cycle Day 3 ultra sounds. But the dr was very nice. We talked about our valentines day events. That kept my mind off the fact that I had my period AND a camera wand up my hoo haw. Anyway, I survived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then the nurse gave me my schedule. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If all the blood work comes back good, then this will be the start of my schedule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2/15/08 - Start Birth control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;02/26/08 - Start Lupron Injections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;03/04/08 - Last day of birth control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;03/07/08 - Back in for an ultrasound/blood work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                   - Decrease Lupron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                   - Start stimulation drugs (if all is well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She sent my prescriptions off to the pharmacy. Can't wait to see how much THAT will cost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm figuring around $1,500. I sure as heck hope it's not more then that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This appointment today cost me $700. YES! You read that right.........$700.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is the break down:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Patient Appt: $72&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ultrasoudn: $200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blood Tests total: $428&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(estrogen, fsh, lh, prgesterone, and tsh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also had blood taken for the infection panels (HIV, hep, etc), but hopefully insurance will cover those. If not, then I'll get billed from the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s146.photobucket.com/albums/r248/amberlee1990/?action=view&amp;amp;current=money_bags.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r248/amberlee1990/money_bags.png" border="0" alt="MoNeY" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I'm just waiting on the OK to start the birth control pills tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll let ya know what I hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-4421247460357894710?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/4421247460357894710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=4421247460357894710' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4421247460357894710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4421247460357894710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/02/appointment-update-part-1.html' title='Appointment Update - Part 1'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-2258490422512764206</id><published>2008-02-14T07:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T07:59:23.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Here..........Still Not Happy:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, my period showed up last night. You'd think I'd be on top of the world since I was waiting for it. But I just got so sad. I cried for over an hour and I wasn't even sure why I was crying.&lt;br /&gt;I figured it out though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when we first started trying to conceive. I was talking to a friend on the phone and saying how we'd try on our own and the most I'd do is fertility drugs but we'd NEVER do IVF or IUI. I was adiment (sp?) that we would not go that far nor spend all that money on having a baby.&lt;br /&gt;Almost 3 years later, look where I'm at. Getting ready to hand $23,000 for IVF and we have to have $4600 in the bank for the meds, and tests not covered in our plan. $27,600!! Amazing how 3 years can change things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess part of me really never thought I'd be at this point. I never truely believed we'd be doing IVF. I'm scared and I'm angry.&lt;br /&gt;I was really hoping that I'd miraculously be pregnant this month. That we'd save all that money and that we COULD make a baby naturally. But nope. I was crushed when my period showed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we will spend all that money. I will have to do injections that will totally screw with my hormones. I will have to go through MORE painful procedures. And there really is still no Guarantee that I will be able to get pregnant. This is my last chance for a baby.&lt;br /&gt;That's so scary to me. I'm so scared my body will not let me get pregnant. I'm scared that my husband will hate the "Hormonal" me. What if we fight all the time while on these drugs. What if it doesn't work? I don't think I could handle that. I think I would die of a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is spinning. I want to throw up. I'm not sure I can do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-2258490422512764206?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/2258490422512764206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=2258490422512764206' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2258490422512764206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2258490422512764206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/02/shes-herestill-not-happy.html' title='She&apos;s Here..........Still Not Happy:('/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-5054693641148056009</id><published>2008-02-13T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T09:07:14.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Sucks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s33.photobucket.com/albums/d56/abigailsmom06/blinkies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=28iur8m.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="impatient" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d56/abigailsmom06/blinkies/28iur8m.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so sick of waiting!&lt;br /&gt;I still have not gotten my period. It sucks! When I don't want her to show up, she's early. I can't do anything with the IVF until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week has been unbearable. Hearing or seeing ANYTHING pregnancy related makes me cry. And NO, I'm not pregnant because I already took a test it was WAY negative. I thought maybe by some fucking miracle, I might be able to save $30,000 and get pregnant naturally like the rest of the world. But NOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crap. I'm sick of being sad and feeling broken. I'm sick that I have to pay $30,000 to have something that most of the world gets for free! I'm sick of getting bill after bill that I OWE to the hospitals and clinics for all the fertility testing. It's not fair. I hate this. I hate life right now. I have no motivation to do anything. Nothing. I go home and do nothing. Just sit there and wait for my period. So much for my therapy eh? Maybe I need to go back. Fuck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Done with this pitty party. Sorry to be such a downer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-5054693641148056009?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/5054693641148056009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=5054693641148056009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5054693641148056009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5054693641148056009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-sucks.html' title='This Sucks!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d56/abigailsmom06/blinkies/th_28iur8m.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-8273730658825638493</id><published>2008-02-11T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T07:58:38.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I was going to start updating this blog every day whether I had anything to say or not. Obviously, that has not happened. Part of the reason is, I'm struggling at dealing with the whole infertility thing again. Not really that part of it, but the financial part of this IVF. Then seeing people getting pregnant for free. It's costing me $30,000+ and other people nothing! I can't even imagine. I can't believe I'm going through this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But, I am. That's it. Nothing I can do about. It is what it is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whatever, can't talk about it. Too upsetting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's my weekend reacap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd like to say I did something exciting, but I didn't. Cleaned my mom's house after work. I got home around 7:30pm. It took everything I had to stay up until 9pm so I could watch Friday Night Lights. Russ still wasn't feeling great, so he was alseep on the couch when I got home. He woke up and ate and then basically went to bed. Poor guy. I feel so bad for him. He's never been this sick in the 5 years I've known him. Anyway, that was Friday. Exciting eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up at 8:15am because my Husband is SO LOUD!!! He opens the door loud, closes the door loud. walks loud. It pisses me off! I am SO QUIET when he's asleep. Not him! He's freaking loud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I got up and started laundry, he went to work. We had bowling at 1:30. It sucked! I bowled my worst all season! What really sucks is last week, I bowled my BEST all season. How do you go from one extreme to the next. I was so upset. I almost cried. Like my eyes were actually watering. I know it sounds silly, but hey, I'm PMS'ing, I've cried over less. Anyway, after bowling, we went home, I finished laundry and was fell asleep at 8pm in my recliner! Russ woke me up at 11pm to go upstairs. I must have been serioulsy tired. Probably all that drama of bowling! Or PMS? Either way, I was knocked out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up at 8:30. On my own this time. Russ didn't wake me up. Probably something to do with falling asleep at 8pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I started cleaning. Cleaned the whole house floor boards and all by 12:30pm. It was wierd since I usually don't get motivated until 12:30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After I cleaned I went to Walmart (crazy thing to do on the weekend), I had to get a baby gift for my great nephew. He was born last week. I decided to make him a blanket too. I found the cutest material. I went home and started on it and actually finished it last night. It's by far my favorite blanket I've ever made. Here's a picture of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R7Bu8lz_7ZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oZvwMmKpeWo/s1600-h/100_0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165750759815376274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R7Bu8lz_7ZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oZvwMmKpeWo/s320/100_0594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R7BvVVz_7aI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yukkwXRPCCU/s1600-h/100_0593.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165751185017138594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R7BvVVz_7aI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yukkwXRPCCU/s320/100_0593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, that's it for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still waiting on AF to show so I can start this IVF stuff. It's making me crazy. I just need an appointment and I can't have that until she shows up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just want to make a baby blanket for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-8273730658825638493?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/8273730658825638493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=8273730658825638493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/8273730658825638493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/8273730658825638493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/02/weekend-recap.html' title='Weekend Recap'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/R7Bu8lz_7ZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oZvwMmKpeWo/s72-c/100_0594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-8353194318609425454</id><published>2008-02-06T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T08:12:20.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood Flash Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s151.photobucket.com/albums/s121/steveclarke79/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flashback.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="flashback gif 2" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s121/steveclarke79/flashback.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I opened my bottle of baby aspirin and had a major childhood flashback!&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture it..............Rochester, NY 1978. I was an adorable 4 year old!&lt;br /&gt;I remember sitting on the front steps of our little cape cod. My sister (7 years old) sat next to me.&lt;br /&gt;I had a bottle of baby aspirin in my hand. Here is what I remember of the conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Look what I found&lt;br /&gt;Julie: So, it's medicine&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yah, but it taste like those little candies in the clear wrapper (referring to smarties)&lt;br /&gt;Julie: It's medicine, not candy. You can't eat it.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then proceeded to eat the entire bottle. It was a small bottle. I don't know how many I ate. They were good though. Anyway, my lovely sister sat and LET ME eat the whole thing. THEN she went and told my mom.&lt;br /&gt;So, I got rushed to the hospital, stomache pumped, IV's and such.&lt;br /&gt;I still didn't understand what was going on. My mom asked why i ate them and I told her "They tasted like candy". What was she thinking, that at 4 years old I was trying to commit suicide? Of course I ate them all because they tasted good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I opened the bottle of baby aspirin ( I have to take it everyday for IVF) and I got a whiff of that orangey good flavor and I wanted to EAT THEM!&lt;br /&gt;Since I've already OD'd on them, I decided NOT to chew and just swallow it whole. Hate to get addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e104/lucky1919/?action=view&amp;amp;current=overdose.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="over dose" src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e104/lucky1919/overdose.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-8353194318609425454?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/8353194318609425454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=8353194318609425454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/8353194318609425454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/8353194318609425454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/02/childhood-flash-back.html' title='Childhood Flash Back!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-4585313049913072779</id><published>2008-02-04T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T15:55:22.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Super Bowl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think last nights Super Bowl was by far the BEST Super Bowl I've seen in YEARS!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm far from a Giants fan, however, I hate the Patriots even more. So I was rooting for the Giants. They so came through for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had about 9 people over for the game last night. It was fun. We had major snacks. Not so good for the diet, but I guess cheating every once in awhile wouldn't kill me right?&lt;br /&gt;I was going to make Chili for the game, but it was 68 degrees yesterday, so we decided to cook out on the grill! We had chicken, sausage, and brats. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning I went to a Batism for my Friend Sarahs twins. I LOVED her church! I don't normally go to church. Haven't been in I have NO idea how long. I've wanted to go to church so when we have children I can introduce them to it.&lt;br /&gt;I was raised Cathlic, but again, have not been in probably 14 years. The church I went to yesterday was Christian. I think I'm going to go to the Cathlic Church here with my sister and see if I like it. If not, I'm seriously considering going to Sarahs church.&lt;br /&gt;It's a small church and the pastor is extremely entertaining. Also, they give you a bulletin (like an itinerary) at the begining that tells you all the stuff to say in response to the pastor. It also lists all the hymns and actually gives you the page and book color. There is NO way to look like an idiot at that church. I think that's my favorite part. I didn't feel so out of place.&lt;br /&gt;Russ has no preferance for churches, so I think he'd be open to trying this one.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to talk to him tonight about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started walking tonight. Walked my neighborhood, it's about a mile. I got my new MP3 player today and so I started my exercise program. I'd like to lose 10lbs before I start my IVF stimulation drugs in 6 weeks. I need to be able to do it healthy though. I dont' want to mess up anything with the IVF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've dragged on long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-4585313049913072779?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/4585313049913072779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=4585313049913072779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4585313049913072779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4585313049913072779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/02/great-super-bowl.html' title='Great Super Bowl!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-6956125663644921199</id><published>2008-01-24T15:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T15:43:52.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IVF Consult Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had my IVF consult today.&lt;br /&gt;The lady just went over the whole process from start to end.  Took about 1 1/2 hours. Kind of boring since I pretty much know the whole process from my friend Sarah and everyone on here that's been through it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I asked about when i'd hear about being accepted into the Shared Risk Program and she said I should have heard by now. So when I left I was of course FREAKING OUT!! All I could think of was what IF I don't get accepted? What if we take out all that money and we don't get accepted? My mind was racing all the way out of the hospital. When I got in the car, I pulled out my phone to call Russ and I had a message. So I checked it and it was the lady from the Shared Risk Program and she said....................................................................Congrats, you've been accpted to the program. Please call me so we can work out the details.&lt;br /&gt;WOO HOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I have the MONEY, I've been accepted into the program, and I have a PLAN!! Holy shit! It's really happening!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to wait for my next period (approximately 2 1/2 weeks) and then I start Birth Control and Lupron shots.  Then I'll get another period and then..........................................STIMULATION DRUGS!!!&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm officially calling AF to hurry up and get her ass here!! Don't be late Bee-atch!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-6956125663644921199?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/6956125663644921199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=6956125663644921199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6956125663644921199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6956125663644921199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/01/ivf-consult-day.html' title='IVF Consult Day!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-2881283268661070429</id><published>2008-01-23T18:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T18:07:52.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This was a very emotional day. I don’t know why. Well, I do know why, but I don’t know why it’s affected me so much. I got very teary eyed when I heard of another BFP. It’s her 2nd BFP since I’ve been TTC. I’m so happy for her. I don’t wish Infertility on anyone, so I’m glad that it’s so easy on some. However, it makes my heart ache. I immediately got a knot in my stomach and my eyes watered uncontrollably. I hate being like that. I hate feeling bitter. Especially since I’ve worked so hard at NOT being bitter. I guess I still have some work to do I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had tears over the whole financial aspect. Getting the loan has not been nearly as easy to get as I thought it would be. I am struggling with the financial aspect. . Can't seem to get all the money I need in one spot. So, looks like we'll be dipping into the 401K. I don't want to, but I'm running out of options.  We'd be fine if DH and I didn't screw up our credit. We're fixing it, but it's just not quite good enough yet.  I hate that we have this “issue” on top of everything else. I mean, seriously, is it not bad enough that I have to PAY for a baby! Now I have to struggle to PAY for it.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so easy and natural for so many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4pm, I had my meeting with my RE (reproductive endocrinologist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting went well. The Dr said we have an excellent chance of getting pregnant via IVF. He felt so strongly about it that he was completely discouraging my idea of having two embryos transferred instead of one.  I told him I’d make the decision when I heard about the quality of the embryos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The really good news is I don't have to re do ANY tests!! I was so worried about that. I do have to do the HIV, Hepatitis blood test, but that's covered, and it’s just blood work, so I can deal with that! Russ is all set too. No new tests for him. I don't need to go on Lurpon. That's good (aside of the fact that I have an $80 Lupron shot in my kitchen that I no longer need). When I get my next period, I am supposed to call on CD2 and make an appt to go in on CD3. They'll check me out, do the blood work and then I start the pill for 21 days. After 2 weeks on the pill, I'll start the daily Lupron. So far, that's all I got. I will have more info tomorrow at my IVF consultation. That's it for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll update tomorrow after my IVF consult with the Martha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-2881283268661070429?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/2881283268661070429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=2881283268661070429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2881283268661070429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2881283268661070429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/01/emotional-day.html' title='Emotional Day'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-2654782777574576741</id><published>2008-01-17T14:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T14:09:36.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New IVF Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, there was a slight change of plans in the whole IVF plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my Lupron shot on Tuesday, just in time. My sister was coming over later to give me my shot. When I checked the mail, I also got the contract for the shared risk program through NCCRM (the new place we were going to) and I didn’t like it.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, all 3 IVF’s and all frozen embryo transfers had to be done in ONE YEAR. This made me nervous because I don’t like time lines. Also, there were some other issues that I won’t get into, but it made me very uncomfortable. So I talked to Russ and got some opinions from people who have been through IVF and decided NOT to go through with the IVF program at NCCRM. Although it was much cheaper, it was a bigger gamble and I just didn’t want to risk that kind of money. I did not do the Lupron shot. It’s still sitting on my counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, On Wednesday, I emailed REACH (the original fertility clinic) and called the finance office.&lt;br /&gt;Next week on Wednesday, I will go meet with Dr. Crain to discuss the IVF and what I will need to do to get started. On Thursday, I’ll meet with an IVF Consultant for their shared risk program. In the meantime, REACH is gathering all my information and applying for the shared risk program for me. Hopefully, I will be accepted. There is really no reason why I wouldn’t be accepted, but it’s kind of stressful to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had to start looking into the financials. We need $25,000 to get started. So, after our original plan of going through our bank didn’t seem to work out (we could probably only get about $16,000 in a Home owners line of credit. So, I emailed my mortgage broker Chet and he asked what I needed it for. I explained it to him and he said he’s pretty sure he can get me the money we need. So now it’s a waiting game.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we’ll be able to get the money at a good interest rate. I really don’t want to be paying outrageous amounts of interest on $25,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying really hard not to stress about anything. I need to stay calm and just take it one day and one issue at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that’s it for today. I’ll keep you posted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-2654782777574576741?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/2654782777574576741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=2654782777574576741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2654782777574576741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2654782777574576741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-ivf-update.html' title='New IVF Update!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-2961207741850166127</id><published>2008-01-11T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T07:41:32.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE on IVF Appt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s136.photobucket.com/albums/q169/JilAr45/Infertility%20Stuff/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IVFBlinkie.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q169/JilAr45/Infertility%20Stuff/IVFBlinkie.gif" border="0" alt="ttc through ivf" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The appointment went well. Actually, we almost left because they left us waiting for so long. However, the Dr more then made up for it when he saw us. He was extremely informative and very funny!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After going over our records and asking us some questions, he said we are perfect canidates for IVF and their Shared Risk Program. He figures the reason we havent gotten pregnant yet was because of my endo. He said even with having all my endo removed, chances are we will not conceive naturally. He said endo is very destructive and causes problems that we are not aware of. Anyway, he sounds very positive about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow the financial lady will call me and we'll go over all the financial. Then we'll go to greensboro to meet with another lady who will give us the IVF education. Indcluding shot classes, etc. When AF shows up (in the next day or two) I have to go back on Lupron (ugh!!!), but just for one month. Then birth control for 2 weeks. In those 6 weeks, we'll get any lab work and testing done that is required for the IVF (i.e. Hepetitius, HIV, etc). Then before I start my injectables, I'll have to have a saline ultra sound and if all is good, let the SHOTS begin!! So, I'm thinking Mid to end of March will be our first IVF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm excited to know we're getting started, but I hate the thought of the Lupron again. He said I have to do the Lupron becuase of my previous endo. I'm excited about the plan. I have an IVF PLAN!!!! I'll be MORE excited once I know exactly what tests we need and once our financials are approved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wish me Luck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-2961207741850166127?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/2961207741850166127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=2961207741850166127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2961207741850166127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2961207741850166127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/01/update-on-ivf-appt.html' title='UPDATE on IVF Appt!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q169/JilAr45/Infertility%20Stuff/th_IVFBlinkie.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-1139079660364231292</id><published>2008-01-08T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T18:46:03.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She Quit!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My assistant quit!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YAY! Now I don't have to fire her. She was really bad. Couldn't remember crap. Always on personal calls, always late. Always wanting time off. It was crazy. The problem was that she was a member of the Elks lodge and a friend of my parents. Well not really a friend, but they see her around a lot. So even though they said I should fire her, I felt bad. So I just put up with it. Well she's getting a divorce and needed a full time job so she quit!!!She tried to give me a notice, but I told her don't worry about it. She's only working tomorrow to help me clear some things up and then I'm on my own.I'm not hiring anyone else. I'll just do the job myself. If I stay organized and caught up, it will be a piece of cake. I may have to work a few Saturdays, but that's ok. Also, not sure if I'll ever get a vacation again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s43.photobucket.com/albums/e367/gatsby6306/?action=view&amp;amp;current=psiholog.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had my last Thereapy appointment last night. It was great. I always leave there feeling so good. She was supposed to Hypnotize (sp?) me and record it to listen too when I get stressed. However, we started talking about Russ. He's been a real bear lately and so we talked about how to deal with his moods. She gave me some really good techniques to use. According to her, I have a very imaginative mind and I can use it to my advantage. The techniques she showed me are easy and we practiced some of them. She said I could use them anytime for any problem really. I told her that I thought the program was a little wierd when she first told me about it, but I thanked her for getting me out of my funk and teaching me how to use my mind!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s235.photobucket.com/albums/ee189/BabyVienna/IVF%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=thivf08.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My IVF consult is in TWO DAYS!!! I can't wait to have a plan. Realistically, I figure we won't actually do the IVF for a 2-3 months. By the time we do all the tests we'll have to do to be accepted into the shared risk program and then if I have to go on the pill or anything, who knows. But that's ok. I'm taking it one appt at a time. Right now I'm concentrating on Thursday and getting our time line started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s202.photobucket.com/albums/aa121/GeorgesGirl8/Movies%20Movies%20Movies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=JohnnyDangerously.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight Russ and I are watching Johnny Dangerously! I love that movie. I haven't seen it in years, but I love it. I thought of it the other day and ordered it off Amazon.com and I got it today so we are watching it tonight. I also ordered 4 more books. The next 4 in the J.D. Robb series. I'm waiting for them to get here. I really need them since there is NOTHING on TV. I know they shipped, so hopefully they'll be here this week. Well, I guess thats enough of an update for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;More tomorrow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have a great night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-1139079660364231292?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/1139079660364231292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=1139079660364231292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1139079660364231292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1139079660364231292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/01/she-quit.html' title='She Quit!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-6430818721862754421</id><published>2008-01-06T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T17:24:11.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wierd Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night I had the strangest dream. Usually, I don't even remeber my dreams. The ones I do remember are ALWAYS about a tornado or a plane dropping out the sky and exploding 100ft from me (these started after 9/11). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, last night I had this very long dream and it did NOT involve a tornado or an exploding plane.It started out that we were at our new fertility clinic. We were waiting in the lobby to see the dr. The dr came out and asked if she could see me in her office. So I went in there and she did a breast exam on me and "hmmmm that's what I thought". She said you have some lumps and we'll need to do a biopsy. Well, in my dream, i wasn't freaked out about it being cancer. I told her that my mom used to get cysts all the time and I'm sure that's all it was. Well, she looked concerned and said I'll get you the test results as soon as possible. Well, then in my dream Russ and I were just waiting and waiting for the results. In my head was making myself believe that they were just cysts, but I was kind of scared of what if it wasn't. What if it was cancer.Anyway, the Dr went to some other office and forgot about us. So Russ and I drove to the other office and waited longer, then I woke up. So I have no idea if I had cancer or cysts. This was so odd. I never dream things like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do think I know where it comes from tho. Ever since I've been on this Femara (which by the way is a breast cancer medicine) my boobs have been extremely sore during the 2ww and they feel really wierd. Like if I press on them, they don't feel right. They feel hard and lumpy. However, a day or two before AF shows, they go right back to normal. So I think this is where the dream came from. Freaked me out though. I don't like dreaming of stuff like that. It seemed so real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On to other news. I got all the Christmas decorations down outside and inside. Well, alll but the snowflakes hanging from the roof. Russ will have to do those. I don't like ladders. After I got all the decorations down, I spent 4 hours cleaning my house from top to bottom. Scrubbing EVERYTHING.Feels so good to have my house back. And no Major decorating until OCTOBER!!!! Woo Hoo!!!Well, need to get ready to watch Desperate Housewives!! Have a good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-6430818721862754421?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/6430818721862754421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=6430818721862754421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6430818721862754421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6430818721862754421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/01/wierd-dreams.html' title='Wierd Dreams'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-4561889833093566082</id><published>2008-01-05T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T06:47:04.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Normal...........Sort of</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's Saturday and I'm doing laundry and getting ready to go bowling. Ahhhhh............life is getting back to normal. Tomorrow I'll clean and watch football. It feels good to not have to go anywhere or do anything special. Just life back to normal. Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The part that's not back to normal (and I pray never is) is my attitude. I decided after my 2nd appointment at the Therapist that I was NOT going to wish my life away anymore. No more charting and obsessing about getting pregnant. I don't even know where the last 3 years of my life has went. I barely remember a thing about it.So, after that appointment I decided no more rushing or obsessing. Then, after the new year, I decided I was going to enjoy everyday. Truely enjoy it. I went back to work Wednesday. And Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday were HELL! But I smiled the whole day. I just reminded myself that I woke up breathing today, I have a job, I have a lot of love in my life, I have a great house, etc, etc, etc. This is really NOT like me at all! But I LOVE the new me. I love feeling good. Russ and I got in a fight the other day, well he got all angry and yelling over nothing, and I simply siad, "I will not deal with you this way". I went upstairs and read my book for 3 hours. Felt great. I didn't let that ordeal ruin my night. I didn't immediately go to the fridge and grab a beer. I didn't feel the need to fight back and prove my point. I just decided that life is too short to waste precious time saying mean stuff and arguing over things that just really don't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know how long and if this new attitude will last, but it feels so good. I feel good. I feel light and content and happy. Ok, I'll stop going on and on about this. I'm sure some of you are thinking I'm a whack job! Maybe I am. But I don't care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In other news, I'm so done with my old fertility clinic. The Dr left out a bit of information regarding some of our tests that I found to be important in Russ and I's decision making. It may affect anywhere from 5-10%, but it's the point that I paid $250 for a consult with this Dr who said everything was fine and we should have no problem getting pregnant on our own. However, he did not give all the info to us. I found out when I asked for a copy of our medical records. I spent all day emailing the nurse trying to get some answers. I SHOULD have been able to ask the Dr all these questions back in JUNE when he got the results, but HE decided it was of no importance to inform us. Well, he just lost $25,000, sicne I will NOT go back there for my IVF.I do have an appointment on Thursday the 10th at the new Fertility clinic. I'm excited. I'm going to inform them that due to my old Dr's screw up that I will want copies of all the notes and test results from all my appointments. I'm NOT going to be blindsided again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I have to go get in the shower and clean myself up. Hope you all have a great day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Edit Post" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=5874756889655690187&amp;amp;postID=4024768445244982680"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="quickedit" title="Edit" onclick="'return" href="http://www.blogger.com/rearrange?blogID=5874756889655690187&amp;amp;widgetType=Profile&amp;amp;widgetId=Profile1&amp;amp;action=editWidget" target="configProfile1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-4561889833093566082?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/4561889833093566082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=4561889833093566082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4561889833093566082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4561889833093566082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-to-normalsort-of.html' title='Back to Normal...........Sort of'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3711996699702773334</id><published>2007-11-13T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T05:42:55.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f101/ali-314/2WW/BFN.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Dr for a Beta test yesterday. It was a BIG FAT NEGATIVE. I was a mess. Thank gooodness I didn't find out until after work. I really thought I could handle it. I thought for sure, I'd be sad but fine. I was wrong. I was a basket case. Poor Russ. He was so excited about this cycle. He really thought I was pregnant and not only did he have to deal with the dissapointment, but he had to deal with me (his basket case wife).&lt;br /&gt;We were planning on trying for 6 more months and then moving on to IVF, however, Russ suggested last night that we try for 3 months instead. He doesn't me to have to go through this much longer. I'll be starting my 30th month this week. 30 Months of trying to make a baby. Sounds ridiculuos doesn't it. When do you give up. When do you decide that God just doesn't think you should be parents. I would be excited to start IVF, but at the same point, that's it. The end of the road. What if THAT doesn't work? Then that's it. We'd be done with trying to make a baby of our own. That's kind of scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month  we probably won't be able to do a monitered cycle since I'll be in NY on CD3. I don't believe they will moniter my cycle without a CD3 ultrasound. So, we'll really be trying all on our own this month. I'll have to start temping because I need to know when I ovulate. That's important to me. I'll start taking my vitamin b6 again and hope that speeds up my ovulation day. I've been praying for a long time, and that just doesn't seem to work, so not sure I'll include praying in my plan this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so badly want to STOP thinking about Trying to Conceive. I dont want to think about ovulation. I don't want to feel every pinch or pain in my lower body and wonder, what was that?, I've never felt that before, Maybe I'm pregnant. I don't know how to remove those thoughts. They've been a part of my life so long, I don't know how to remove them from my head. That's the suckiest part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sorry for this depressing blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff196/angelchiQ_13/Fap90849.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3711996699702773334?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3711996699702773334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3711996699702773334' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3711996699702773334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3711996699702773334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/11/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f101/ali-314/2WW/th_BFN.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-6038237044920214116</id><published>2007-11-04T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T18:10:03.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This sums it up today</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine posted this on our forum today, and it really hit home for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JqfGqOx2iDQ" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JqfGqOx2iDQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank god everyday for the online friends I've made during this struggle. It's a very lonely feeling going through this and having people who understand (because they've been there) makes every day seem a little more tolerable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-6038237044920214116?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/6038237044920214116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=6038237044920214116' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6038237044920214116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6038237044920214116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-sums-it-up-today.html' title='This sums it up today'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-6549359290719451681</id><published>2007-10-28T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T09:22:20.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit busy!</title><content type='html'>This weekend was very Busy! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Russ is in NY hunting, and my parents and sister are out of town at an Elks Lodge Convention (geeks!). Anyway, that meant I got Kayla (my niece) for the weekend. I had no idea a six year old could wear my ass out, but she did! Not her really, just everything we did. I made a lot of plans for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday Night:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to walmart to get some games to play later and some pumpkins to paint. Then we went to see my friend Sarah and her twins. Kayla just adored them. Cole was a little fussy and Bryce was his normal calm happy self. I asked if Kayla wanted to help me steal Cole, she no, lets take Bryce, he's quieter. LOL! She's a smart girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we left Sarah's, we went to Mr. Ghatti's (a pizza buffet aimed at kids). The food is usually horrible, but it was pretty good this time. It only cost $3 because I had a coupon for a free adult buffett and Kayla is only 6, so she ate for $3. Nice! They have a big game room in the back, so of course I dropped $10 there. But hey, $3 for dinner, I had no problem giving her $10 for games!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner we went home and painted pumpkins and played Connect 4. She kicked my ASS! Like 6 times! I won once. I've never been good at that stupid game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got up, watched a movie and then I cleaned the kitchen while she played Webkins on the computer. After that we went to Lunch at McDonalds. Not nearly as cheap as our Mr. Ghatti's, but not bad. Then we went to the Halloween festivle in Salisbury. They have a bunch of games kids can play and they get candy each time. Then you walk around Down Town Salisbury and all the little shops hand out candy. She got a ton of candy. She doesnt' even eat candy! Then she played in the bouncy room. Here are some pics............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RySyN3roKNI/AAAAAAAAAMs/hkzYvTcYT5c/s1600-h/100_0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126418227209447634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RySyN3roKNI/AAAAAAAAAMs/hkzYvTcYT5c/s320/100_0329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RySypHroKOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hO84vUg4lQQ/s1600-h/100_0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126418695360882914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RySypHroKOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hO84vUg4lQQ/s320/100_0343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RySzAnroKPI/AAAAAAAAAM8/BIIm021Eres/s1600-h/100_0337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126419099087808754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RySzAnroKPI/AAAAAAAAAM8/BIIm021Eres/s320/100_0337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RyS0JXroKQI/AAAAAAAAANE/q5bUG0Cl0j8/s1600-h/100_0354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126420348923291906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RyS0JXroKQI/AAAAAAAAANE/q5bUG0Cl0j8/s320/100_0354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RyS1bnroKTI/AAAAAAAAANc/MlUOkUs2uyg/s1600-h/100_0342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126421761967532338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RyS1bnroKTI/AAAAAAAAANc/MlUOkUs2uyg/s320/100_0342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RyS0_nroKSI/AAAAAAAAANU/pOIjVKhfsTI/s1600-h/100_0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126421280931195170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RyS0_nroKSI/AAAAAAAAANU/pOIjVKhfsTI/s320/100_0368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our fun day out, we got home and had dinner. Then we played Uno Attack! I kicked HER butt on that. We had fun though. We got addicted to it and played for about 1 1/2 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she took a bath and we went to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got up and took Kayla back to her moms and headed to Reach for my bloodwork and Ultra sound. My largest follicle was 13mm. Not nearly big enough. They need to be 22-24mm. The dr thought maybe I alread ovulated, however, I informed him that I don't normally ovulate until CD18-24, so he said looks like that's when it's going to happen again. So, now I'm waiting for them to call me to give me my next step. They have to check my bloodwork and then I"m assuming they'll send me for another ultra sound this week sometime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, it was basically a big waste of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm home doing laundry and waiting for Russ to come home. His plane gets in around 8:30pm and then he has about an hour drive home. So, I won't see him until late:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's it for now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to update more often. It's just been so busy, I haven't had much time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x111/BlinkieMadness/Ovulation/AFaboutO.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x111/BlinkieMadness/Ovulation/WaitingToOvulateEgg.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-6549359290719451681?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/6549359290719451681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=6549359290719451681' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6549359290719451681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/6549359290719451681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-bit-busy.html' title='A little bit busy!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RySyN3roKNI/AAAAAAAAAMs/hkzYvTcYT5c/s72-c/100_0329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-2880334892184164714</id><published>2007-10-19T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T17:55:10.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO EXCITING!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u152/saramushka/3de3a8c4-1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I went to my appointment this morning! Got the blood work done and the Internal Ultra sound. The Dr said my insides look FABULOUS!! And my blood work came back good. Which means tonight I get to start taking my Letrozole. OMG!! I'm taking Fertility meds. I've only wanted to do that for like a YEAR!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'll take this for the next 5 days. Then on Sunday, October 28th, I go back for more blood work and another Ultra Sound. Then they will probably tell me the size of my follicles and tell me when to do my trigger shot (the shot that pops the egg out!) and then I'll start progesterone creme. OMG! Seriously??? I HAVE A PLAN!!!! A PLAN!!! Did you hear me??? A FREAKING PLAN!!!! I am SO going to get pregnant!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew, I need to calm down. I'm crazy with excitement.&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u132/beedah2/Smiley/smiley-crazy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so Russ and I had a date night of a different kind! We decided to carve pumpkins together. It was really fun. I tried to take pictures, but my camera battery was dead:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I did get some pics of the pumpkins when we finished. I took them with my camera phone, so they are not the greatest. But here they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Russ's Pumpkin:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RxlRTNeAhWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/C52VIcGcj_A/s1600-h/russ.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123215441585538402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RxlRTNeAhWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/C52VIcGcj_A/s400/russ.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my Pumpkin:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RxlRkteAhXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/I8-zNXquUcc/s1600-h/barb2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123215742233249138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RxlRkteAhXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/I8-zNXquUcc/s400/barb2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm off to watch Friday Night Lights!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all have a good night!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love &amp;amp; Baby Dust!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-2880334892184164714?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/2880334892184164714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=2880334892184164714' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2880334892184164714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2880334892184164714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-exciting.html' title='SO EXCITING!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u132/beedah2/Smiley/th_smiley-crazy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3702300321756000495</id><published>2007-10-18T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T16:32:14.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Decor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RxfsmteAhVI/AAAAAAAAAMU/nqHNeM0hzpA/s1600-h/100_0323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122823250941871442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RxfsmteAhVI/AAAAAAAAAMU/nqHNeM0hzpA/s400/100_0323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RxfsSdeAhUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6dE_FY-Ht90/s1600-h/100_0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122822903049520450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RxfsSdeAhUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6dE_FY-Ht90/s400/100_0322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/Rxfr39eAhTI/AAAAAAAAAME/c-uObNe7Flw/s1600-h/100_0315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122822447782987058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/Rxfr39eAhTI/AAAAAAAAAME/c-uObNe7Flw/s400/100_0315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RxfrjteAhSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/VOQc5JBTTNo/s1600-h/100_0314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122822099890636066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RxfrjteAhSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/VOQc5JBTTNo/s400/100_0314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RxfrLteAhRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/KVkgq4Mi9dg/s1600-h/100_0313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122821687573775634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RxfrLteAhRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/KVkgq4Mi9dg/s400/100_0313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3702300321756000495?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3702300321756000495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3702300321756000495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3702300321756000495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3702300321756000495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween-decor.html' title='Halloween Decor'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RxfsmteAhVI/AAAAAAAAAMU/nqHNeM0hzpA/s72-c/100_0323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-7983630677458844955</id><published>2007-10-17T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T15:40:48.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow! What a Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t277/sadiecan2/28.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning and guess who showed up....................AF!!! Woo Hoo! I was so excited I was doing a happy dance in the shower!! Plus, I had NO cramps or anything. I thought this is great! Got to work around 8am and at 8:30, my lower back started killing me. Then around 9am, the cramps started. It hurt so bad I wanted to throw up. So, once my assistant came in at 10am, I went home. Took 3 tylenol put a heating pad on my belly and laid down for an hour or so.  Felt good around 12, so I went back to work. Then I just got so tired. Like I could fall asleep right there. Around 4pm the cramps came back, so I'm home lying on my couch. I don't care though. I'll take the pain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z116/myloveofblinkies/TTC%20and%20Pregnancy/ttcfemara.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emailed my RE nurse and told her my good news!! She called me in a prescription to walgreens for Femara. Then she ordered my Ovidrel and Crinone through her specialty pharmacy (cheaper, My insurance does not cover the Ovidrel). On Friday, I go for my bloodwork and Ultra sound. If everything looks good, I can start the Femara. Then I guess I'll get more ultrasounds to check out my follicles and then do a trigger shot when they get big. Then I'll use the crinone (progesterone creme). Wow! Yesterday I felt like I was stuck and not going anywhere with this getting pregnant thing and now I'm like holy crap, now I'm moving right along!!! It's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm getting all crampy again. I need to lay down. Maybe I'll post more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u152/saramushka/3de3a8c4-1.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-7983630677458844955?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/7983630677458844955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=7983630677458844955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7983630677458844955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7983630677458844955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/10/wow-what-day.html' title='Wow! What a Day!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z116/myloveofblinkies/TTC%20and%20Pregnancy/th_ttcfemara.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-8882820482986841523</id><published>2007-10-16T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:51:21.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where IS she?? Seriously??</title><content type='html'>Ok, where is AF??? Why is she hiding?? I can feel her coming. I know she's right around the corner, but she just refuses to make an appearance. It's like she's watching me and laughing at me. Doing a happy dance about my suffering &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee110/necksa73/witchy%20pix/dancing-witch.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. She's just very evil. VERY evil!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, then once she shows up, I have all new fears. Like what if I go on this Letrozol and Ovidrel and I don't ever get pregnant. What if after 6 months of trying Russ won't let us do the IVF like he promised. Or worse, what if we do IVF 6 times and it doesn't work. I know it's crazy to worry about all this stuff now, but I have to be honest, I don't see myself ever getting pregnant. It makes me so sad sometimes. Then I have to be my own cheerleader and cheer myself up. Sometimes I go online and search for uplifting pregnancy stories. Sometimes it works, sometimes it makes it worse. I can't talk to Russ about this because he doesn't get it. He just says "We're doing everything we are supposed to be doing. You'll get pregnant. You just need to stop being so negative". I'm not trying to be negative. I'm trying to stay somewhat realistic. What if it never happens? I hate not knowing. I hate things in life that I have no control over. It stresses me out. Ok, I need to stop talking about this now. It's kind of depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i174.photobucket.com/albums/w90/nak123_album/001526375.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Elks Lodge had a community garage sale the other day. I brought all the stuff I packed up when we moved that I wanted to get rid of. I made $115. Not bad for 3 hours worth of work eh? Then I went shopping for a new pair of fall boots. Well, I ended up spending all $115 PLUS the $25 I had in my wallet. However, I got..................2 pair of boots, 5 long sleeve v-neck shirts, a pair of Levis, 2 sweaters, a belt (reversable) and a pair of slippers. Nice eh? The most amazing part.........................I did NOT buy ANY pink!!! That's a first in years. I bought all browns and off whites. Fall colors. I was all excited to get to wear some stuff this week but the temps went back to the upper 80's. Damn!&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o68/mariaconchita12345/mad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I need to get some work done. I just hadn't posted in awhile and wanted to check in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k193/bcannito/HappyTuesday.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Oh......Russ is going to be so mad I posted his picture on here;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-8882820482986841523?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/8882820482986841523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=8882820482986841523' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/8882820482986841523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/8882820482986841523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/10/where-is-she-seriously.html' title='Where IS she?? Seriously??'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee110/necksa73/witchy%20pix/th_dancing-witch.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3557509550706348855</id><published>2007-10-08T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T16:16:25.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tastefully Simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i208.photobucket.com/albums/bb161/nettes_scraps/Scraps-A-Life/Sponsors/Friends/TastefullySimple-AH.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to one of these parties??? OMG! They are GREAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;First off, there is NO speeches. The consultant barely even speaks. The whole time, all she does is pass food around for you to try. And all you do is eat and chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food is great. It's basically dips, breads, soups, and seasonings. And everything takes 2 or less ingredients. They have a Beer Bread that all you do is pour a can of beer in it and bake it!!! It's so good. It's sweet. They also have a potatoe soup and a rice soup both are DELICIOUS.   Then, one thing that I thought I would NEVER like, Black Bean Salsa, I loved it!! She poured it over cream cheese and passed it around with crackers. OMG! it wsas great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent $76!!! AND I booked party so I could get MORE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my favorite part of it was the fact that there were no speeches, no selling. The food sold itself so no need for the consultant to speak. It was so relaxing. It was just like a social get together with snacks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just wanted to pass that on. This is NOT like Candle parties and pampered chef parties so if you ever get an invite....................GO!! You won't regret it.  Trust Me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3557509550706348855?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3557509550706348855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3557509550706348855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3557509550706348855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3557509550706348855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/10/tastefully-simple.html' title='Tastefully Simple'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3117186049238335549</id><published>2007-10-04T17:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T18:01:06.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 YEARS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa172/fmhs1980/anniversary_02.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my 5 year Anniversary at Arch Tech. (My Dad's Company).  Wow! Doesn't seem like I've been in NC that long. I love it here though. And I love working for my dad. It was a little hard the first couple years, but we've come along way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when I came in there was a card on my Keyboard. It was a card from my Dad thanking me for 5 years. He wrote a really sweet message in it. Then he gave me a $300 bonus and another week of vacation. So now I have 4 weeks of paid vacation. I don't even use my 3 weeks now because Russ only has two weeks of vacation. However, I think I'm going to start taking some long weekends to help use it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w11/joyfulpsalmist/Blinkies%20by%20Mandy/waitaf.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting on AF to show up. I've still got sore BB's and cramping on and off. I'm sure she'll be here in about a week. I'm just so anxiousl to start TTC again it's making me crazy!! I just wish she'd get here already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w251/inluvwithyou007/crying.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a horrific accident today. A 21 year old guy ran a red light and smashed into a dump truck at about 55 MPH. I didn't see the actual accident. it happened in front of my bank and I was at the bank about 20 minutes after the accident. The truck was mutilated. You couldn't even tell it was a truck until they loaded it on the flat bed and I saw the tailgate (the only recognizable thing on the truck). It made me ill to see it.  I felt so bad. It's amazing that a split second decision like that could end your life. I mean, I'm sure he was not thinking that he could die if he ran that red light. He was just thinking he didn't feel like stopping. It's so sad. I can't imagine what his family is going through. Not to mention how this will effect the Dump Truck driver. It wasn't his fault, but being involved in an accident that took a life could really mess you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Greys Anatomy is starting!! I must go now! Have a Great Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/remcmurray/Greys%20Anatomy/greys_anatomy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3117186049238335549?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3117186049238335549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3117186049238335549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3117186049238335549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3117186049238335549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/10/5-years.html' title='5 YEARS!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w11/joyfulpsalmist/Blinkies%20by%20Mandy/th_waitaf.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-8343831429462184056</id><published>2007-10-01T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:28:34.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK! Here are the pics! Now, let me tell you, this took forever to upload, so they are not in any paticular order. I did not feel like rearranging them. So, here they are!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is Russ &amp;amp; Jeramy golfing. I realize it looks like Russ is about to drive a golf ball in Jeramy's ass, but really he was just doing a practice swing;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGKuteAhOI/AAAAAAAAALc/V5isPDXBQqM/s1600-h/russ+golfing+into+jeramy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116523186753668322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGKuteAhOI/AAAAAAAAALc/V5isPDXBQqM/s400/russ+golfing+into+jeramy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is Russ posing with a Big Fish at the Marsh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGKEdeAhNI/AAAAAAAAALU/e_5_FEsR3dw/s1600-h/Russ+and+the+big+fish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116522460904195282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGKEdeAhNI/AAAAAAAAALU/e_5_FEsR3dw/s400/Russ+and+the+big+fish.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is Russ and Jeramy playing Shuffleboard. My new FAVORITE game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGIN9eAhMI/AAAAAAAAALM/aU9LlfwmMnU/s1600-h/playing+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116520425089696962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGIN9eAhMI/AAAAAAAAALM/aU9LlfwmMnU/s400/playing+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is me and Russ playing shuffleboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGH9deAhLI/AAAAAAAAALE/_m5FkvVdzzw/s1600-h/Playing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116520141621855410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGH9deAhLI/AAAAAAAAALE/_m5FkvVdzzw/s400/Playing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cute Seagull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGHt9eAhKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/WpLcvlZ_jnE/s1600-h/Pigeon+at+marsh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116519875333883042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGHt9eAhKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/WpLcvlZ_jnE/s400/Pigeon+at+marsh.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Scenic Picture of the Marsh Walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGHOteAhJI/AAAAAAAAAK0/KeP_bSWx0tU/s1600-h/Marsh+Walk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116519338462971026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGHOteAhJI/AAAAAAAAAK0/KeP_bSWx0tU/s400/Marsh+Walk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Russ &amp;amp; Jeramy Golfing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGGrteAhII/AAAAAAAAAKs/RWF-7w_9Myc/s1600-h/jeramy+and+russ+goling.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116518737167549570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGGrteAhII/AAAAAAAAAKs/RWF-7w_9Myc/s400/jeramy+and+russ+goling.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hanging out before Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGFxteAhHI/AAAAAAAAAKk/lalvNbQntnA/s1600-h/hanging+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116517740735136882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGFxteAhHI/AAAAAAAAAKk/lalvNbQntnA/s400/hanging+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our Fridge the first night. We had no room for food,so we had to go OUT to dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGD-9eAhGI/AAAAAAAAAKc/IrFfUy35e5s/s1600-h/Fridge+Contents.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116515769345148002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGD-9eAhGI/AAAAAAAAAKc/IrFfUy35e5s/s400/Fridge+Contents.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pretty Flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGDWdeAhFI/AAAAAAAAAKU/2iTU6iZQ_eY/s1600-h/flower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116515073560446034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGDWdeAhFI/AAAAAAAAAKU/2iTU6iZQ_eY/s400/flower.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hungry Fish at the Boardwalk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGCI9eAhEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/cRB1b_PmAVU/s1600-h/Fish+At+Broadway.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116513742120584258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGCI9eAhEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/cRB1b_PmAVU/s400/Fish+At+Broadway.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Crabs some Lady and her Father Caught at the Marsh Walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwF_o9eAhDI/AAAAAAAAAKE/T4fwVXG-aoc/s1600-h/Crabs+at+marsh+walk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116510993341514802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwF_o9eAhDI/AAAAAAAAAKE/T4fwVXG-aoc/s400/Crabs+at+marsh+walk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hanging Out again before Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwF-5NeAhCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/zhmjwoB7VfM/s1600-h/hanging.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116510173002761250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwF-5NeAhCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/zhmjwoB7VfM/s400/hanging.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me and Russ at the Marsh Walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwF-KdeAhBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/YgsG7-HCy1E/s1600-h/Me+and+Russ+marsh+walk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116509369843876882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwF-KdeAhBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/YgsG7-HCy1E/s400/Me+and+Russ+marsh+walk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joe &amp;amp; Robin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwF9YteAhAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/IhYK6-QcyPk/s1600-h/Robin+Joe+Marsh+Walk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116508515145384962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwF9YteAhAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/IhYK6-QcyPk/s400/Robin+Joe+Marsh+Walk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Karen &amp;amp; Jeramy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwF8hteAg_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/pzs1_ogDUQg/s1600-h/Jeramy+and+karen+at+marsh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116507570252579826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwF8hteAg_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/pzs1_ogDUQg/s400/Jeramy+and+karen+at+marsh.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Karen &amp;amp; Robin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwF74deAg-I/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFGeK2cQRug/s1600-h/robin+and+karen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116506861582975970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwF74deAg-I/AAAAAAAAAJc/tFGeK2cQRug/s400/robin+and+karen.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joe, Jeramy, and Russ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwF7p9eAg9I/AAAAAAAAAJU/hXJt6SSUQLs/s1600-h/the+guys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116506612474872786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwF7p9eAg9I/AAAAAAAAAJU/hXJt6SSUQLs/s400/the+guys.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;View from our Condo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwF6cteAg8I/AAAAAAAAAJM/20B6HdIwfK8/s1600-h/view+from+codo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116505285329978306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwF6cteAg8I/AAAAAAAAAJM/20B6HdIwfK8/s400/view+from+codo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-8343831429462184056?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/8343831429462184056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=8343831429462184056' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/8343831429462184056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/8343831429462184056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/10/vacation-pics.html' title='Vacation Pics'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RwGKuteAhOI/AAAAAAAAALc/V5isPDXBQqM/s72-c/russ+golfing+into+jeramy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-3373321967845209102</id><published>2007-09-21T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T20:10:57.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Off..................</title><content type='html'>To Myrtle Beach &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a63/bshepard87/Myrtle%20Beach/Picture063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably will not be updateing for a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left for my Vacation though , I just have some prayers to send out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa &amp;amp; Patty - I'm praying that you will get through the passing of Suzi. I pray that you two will be able to lean on each other and get each other through the loss of your beloved friend. I am so sorry that you both have to deal with the loss of such a wonderful friend and pray that you will find a way to turn this tragedy into something good. I love you both and I'm sending you both many hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen - I'm so sorry that you are feeling so bad and I pray that you start to feel better soon. I love you lots and I'm looking forward to chatting again when you're ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamajenn - I am amazed at your strength lately. I can't imagin losing a son. And the fact that you lost a son and you have to greive for him, yet stay strong for your son and daughter that your still carrying is just too impossible for me to imagine. Yet you're doing it. Not only are you doing that, but your taking care of your two daugters you already have. I pray for you and your unborn babies everyday. Your strength is incredible and I just want you to know that I pray for you and your family daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandi &amp;amp; Ben - Congrats on your BFP. I keep you in my prayers everyday. I just know that this is your sticky baby. I pray that you have a nice and easy 9 months and I'm looking forward to seeing what two artists can produce. Love and Prayers coming your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Prayers to ALL no my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-3373321967845209102?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/3373321967845209102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=3373321967845209102' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3373321967845209102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/3373321967845209102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-off.html' title='I&apos;m Off..................'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a63/bshepard87/Myrtle%20Beach/th_Picture063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-2825530310204659911</id><published>2007-09-15T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T15:00:56.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sick...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u250/wildnflgirl/thsick.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught school cooties from my neice Kayla. I started coming down with it Thursday. The whole dry itchy throat. Then Friday, I was so out of it, I had to leave work at 11pm and I just came home and slept all day.&lt;br /&gt;Today I still feel like crap. However, I was well enough to get all the laundry done and the kitchen clean. Tomorrow I'll have to do the rest of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my niece. Right now I take her to school every morning (hence how she passed her cooties to me) since my sister has to go to work at 6:45am. However, she just got a new job as director of a home health care agency and her hours will be 8-5 which means...................no more morning Kayla for me. This makes me sad.&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x7/smoeder/smiley/sad.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love having her every morning. So as of October 15th, I'm all by myslef in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it for now. Time for more medicine and relaxation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-2825530310204659911?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/2825530310204659911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=2825530310204659911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2825530310204659911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2825530310204659911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-sick.html' title='I&apos;m Sick...............'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x7/smoeder/smiley/th_sad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-1268493004965446921</id><published>2007-09-12T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:51:47.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lower Back Pain..........Hmmmmm........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k148/jpaul7168/No20Back20Pain20copy20250.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could AF becoming?????&lt;br /&gt;I would be ecstatic (sp?) They have told me it would be 6-8 weeks after my last shot and I'm on about 5 weeks. But my lower back hurts. Just like when AF comes. Could she be coming early??? How cool would that be!!!&lt;br /&gt;Although, I was looking forward to my Myrtle Beach trip and not having any restrictions on drinking. But hey.........if she wants to come early, I'll take it!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm itching to get back in the game!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-1268493004965446921?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/1268493004965446921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=1268493004965446921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1268493004965446921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/1268493004965446921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/09/lower-back-painhmmmmm.html' title='Lower Back Pain..........Hmmmmm........'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-2383006151925716802</id><published>2007-09-10T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T17:53:54.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't Understand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w305/dartqueen_photos/smileyhot.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought my hot flashes were on their way out. This weekend I had hardly ANY. Then today, I've had one every hour ALL DAY!  What is going on??? This is so frustrating. I want to be done with this already. I'm trying to stay focused on the positive. The reason I'm going through this is because I want a baby. But it's getting hard. I have no idea how people do this for 6 months. I'm doing it for 2 months and I don't think I could have done it for 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e13/kathyf432/wisteria.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of trying to have a baby. I feel like I live on Wisteria lane. My neighbors are wonderful, but good lord, they know EVERYTHING about us. We meet a new neighbor every couple days. As soon as someone new sees me outside they come over and talk to me. I think this is great. However, EVERYONE of them, during conversation, says "So, I hear your working on trying to have kids".  Um..................why is this the BIG news of the neighborhood? Maybe it's just because I have not lived in a real neighborhood since I was 18, but it just feels wierd that everyone knows this. I mean the person we bought the house from knew this info from Russ. Then he told ONE neighbor. Now there are 6 other neighbors that know. So my thought is they are standing around talking about the "NEW People" in the neighborhood. It doesn't really bother me. It's just weird. Now I feel like everyone will ask me from now on "So, any luck yet?" and I really really don't want that.&lt;br /&gt;The other weird thing is.............My favorite neighbor April had the SAME fertility Dr that I have. It's so weird because we have plenty of fertility clinics here and the office I go to has 6 drs. So what are the chances that I live across the street from someone who had the same Dr 4 years ago. Strange. The other funny thing is..............it took her 2 1/2 years to get pregnant with her first and 2 years later she got pregnant while on the pill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u132/beedah2/Smiley/thLove.gif" /&gt; Russ and I have been getting along so great. This weekend was so wonderful. I almost felt like were dateing again. We talked and watched football together and ate dinner together. We had great "Loving" and we even MADE OUT! It was just a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Then today......................................when he came in the door he came over and kissed me!! He never does that. He always kisses me goodbye, but he's never kissed me when he came home. My heart melted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a347/Trapt_Na_Chevelle/556310_48543158.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, This is like my 4th post in 3 days. I don't want to overwhelm you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Great Night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u169/zebbity/bye.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-2383006151925716802?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/2383006151925716802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=2383006151925716802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2383006151925716802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/2383006151925716802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-dont-understand.html' title='I don&apos;t Understand'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u132/beedah2/Smiley/th_thLove.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-294250456108243522</id><published>2007-09-09T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T18:22:25.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 1/2 HOURS!!!</title><content type='html'>That's how long I slept last night without a Hot Flash!! Holy Crap it felt great!!! I woke up so refreshed. I felt like a whole new women! I think my hot flashes may start getting fewer and farther between which is REALLY great. I'm so done with these things. I know it will all be worth it when I'm holding a baby though. I just need to be patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of babies! I went to see the twins again today. They are so cute! I even held them. They are so different. Not even just their physical looks, but their facial expressions and their movements. Cole hates his diaper being changed. He crys and wiggles. Bryce could care less. He just lays there and trys to stay awake. They are just adorable!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some more pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuSVYFp_a4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/v3DhBNoolYI/s1600-h/100_0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108372118412684162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuSVYFp_a4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/v3DhBNoolYI/s400/100_0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuSV71p_a5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/tvRv33-a_eI/s1600-h/100_0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108372732593007506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuSV71p_a5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/tvRv33-a_eI/s400/100_0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuSX6Vp_a9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/p4EhiXwafkY/s1600-h/100_0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108374905846459346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuSX6Vp_a9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/p4EhiXwafkY/s400/100_0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuSWYVp_a6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/ZkYGUTug37g/s1600-h/100_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108373222219279266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuSWYVp_a6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/ZkYGUTug37g/s400/100_0079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuSW21p_a7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/0IyMMIESF8s/s1600-h/100_0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108373746205289394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuSW21p_a7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/0IyMMIESF8s/s400/100_0078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is my favorite. Sarah's sister Karen and I were giving the boys some new Do's. We call this the "Alfalfa" (sp?) look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuSXV1p_a8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/KLIIuCbvDdw/s1600-h/100_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108374278781234114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuSXV1p_a8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/KLIIuCbvDdw/s400/100_0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryce is a very good sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm home. Making dinner. YES! I'm actually making the dinner. Not Russ. I know, it's surprising to me too. We are getting ready to watch.................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb1/cokacolagurl_64/Dallas%20Cowboys/Dallas-Cowboys.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ICEMANINVADER/nfl21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be watching this man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u284/kiro_08/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm...................Love me some Tony Romo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee255/king208/Dallas%20Cowboys/4069136708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m25/uniquest1/Dallas%20Cowboys/HowBout.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u61/lulita_babylula/dallascowboys19.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO COWBOYS!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-294250456108243522?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/294250456108243522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=294250456108243522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/294250456108243522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/294250456108243522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/09/7-12-hours.html' title='7 1/2 HOURS!!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuSVYFp_a4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/v3DhBNoolYI/s72-c/100_0070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-7399342030390326427</id><published>2007-09-08T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T17:49:11.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a Great Night</title><content type='html'>Russ and I had such a GREAT night last night! We sat outside and talked or HOURS! We talked about all sorts of stuff. We have not just sat and talked in forever. It was so nice. Then of course we had great sex&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x105/GabyLycious/happy.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not get to sleep until 3:00am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u55/BJ_BOBBI_JO9/Work%20job%20computer%20TV%20and%20phone%20related/278a43d5.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to work at 9am. I didn't want to go, but I'm so behind. The only way to get caught up is to go in on Saturday when I have no interruptions. I worked from 9am-4pm. It was a long Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go the hospital to see Sarah and the boys, but I just couldn't do it.&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x105/GabyLycious/smiley-sad.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so hard yesterday. I know that it will get easier. I know that my turn will come. I know that it's ridiculous to feel so jealous. But I can't help it. It hurts. I'm going to go up tomorrow and hang out for awhile with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l312/Motownmaniax/Smileys/chores003-1.gif" /&gt; I came home and did some Laundry and Cleaned the house. Now i'm just chilling out! I'm so tired I can barely keep my eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the dryer just buzzed. I need to go hang some clothes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-7399342030390326427?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/7399342030390326427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=7399342030390326427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7399342030390326427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7399342030390326427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/09/such-great-night.html' title='Such a Great Night'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u55/BJ_BOBBI_JO9/Work%20job%20computer%20TV%20and%20phone%20related/th_278a43d5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-4582116586247466212</id><published>2007-09-07T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T15:47:14.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend had Her Babies!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's been awhile since I updated. But I'm having a rough week and I don't have a lot of "Positive" stuff to write about, so I decided to NOT subject you to my negativity.&lt;br /&gt;However, today my friend Sarah had her twins. They are beautiful. I was so excited to see them. However, the minute I walked out of her room, I was in tears. I'm so happy for her. But I ache like I've never ached before. I've heard about babies being born on EB , but to see real babies, up close and personal, it was just really hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the positive. Here is the info on Sarahs twins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Cole:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107595042864720690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuHSoVp_azI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OyNO9bGLj-E/s320/Cole.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Born @ 1:03pm today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6lbs 15oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19" Long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going by the name Cole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;James Bryce:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107595708584651586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuHTPFp_a0I/AAAAAAAAAHk/yXlybksTr-w/s320/Bryce.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Born @ 1:04pm Today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7lbs 2oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19 1/2" Long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going by the name Bryce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here are some pics of them together:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuHTxlp_a2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/euKV91nTzi0/s1600-h/Cole+and+Bryce.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107596301290138466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuHTxlp_a2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/euKV91nTzi0/s320/Cole+and+Bryce.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuHUFlp_a3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/ZkFyO-HKdRY/s1600-h/Cole+and+Bryce+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107596644887522162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuHUFlp_a3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/ZkFyO-HKdRY/s320/Cole+and+Bryce+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realize they look nothing alike. However, Cole looks just like his Daddy and Bryce looks just like his Mommy!! And can that girl Grow some Babies or WHAT???? Those are some BIG boys for being twins!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats Sarah and Jonathan!! Your Boys are Gorgeous!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's it for me tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More this weekend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love &amp;amp; Baby Dust!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-4582116586247466212?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/4582116586247466212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=4582116586247466212' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4582116586247466212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/4582116586247466212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-friend-had-her-babies.html' title='My Friend had Her Babies!!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rhpV79TIj_I/RuHSoVp_azI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OyNO9bGLj-E/s72-c/Cole.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-7953466868487776830</id><published>2007-08-30T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T06:14:34.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want to SLEEP already!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i192.photobucket.com/albums/z223/tarawa1775/1674.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These hot flashes are so bad now. I can not sleep. I'm up every freaking hour on the hour and I wake up completely exhausted. I have NO energy all day to do anything. There are so many things I want to still do around the house and I have no energy to do any of it.&lt;br /&gt;My last shot was August 8th. So, hopefully by September 8th, the Lupron will no longer be effective and my body will start back to normal. I have no idea how long it will take to become normal, but I'm praying the hot flashes will at least subside by then.&lt;br /&gt;I have a new respect for all women going through menopause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u268/biofreak_14/beer-2.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t268/Jennyspb/eat.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ and I had our 2nd week of our new Wednesday tradition............We went to the bar and had $0.25 Wings and a tall beer. It's fun. We get a lot of planning for the house done when we do that. Last night we decided on painting the dining room this weekend and possibly even the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a $150 in cash for my birthday and I decided that I'm going to get a Hair Cut, High Lights (BIG CHUNKY ONES) and my nails done. I'm going to completely spoil myself! Don't know what I'm doing as far as the hair cut, but I'll figure it out. I'll take pics with my new cameral whenever it is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My UTI is on it's way out. Thank goodness!! Between no sleep and peeing razor blades, it's been a crap ass week so far. Guess it can only get better right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I need to get some work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a GREAT Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q132/Cynthyanichole/thHAPPYTHURSDAY.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-7953466868487776830?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/7953466868487776830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=7953466868487776830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7953466868487776830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/7953466868487776830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-just-want-to-sleep-already.html' title='I just want to SLEEP already!!!'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822627378462724288.post-5622028686135202802</id><published>2007-08-27T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T17:58:57.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY???</title><content type='html'>Why is it that I have to have a Super Sensitive Urethra (sp?). I get UTI's so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DH and I had a fun filled weekend of Sexy Time and now I'm paying for it.  I woke up this morning and thought for sure I just pee'd out razor blades. It hurt so bad. I have no idea why I got one either. I drink the water before and after. I pee right after. Russ and I both shower before because it's so stinking hot down here that all we do is sweat all day. So, I KNOW we are not dirty. So WHY must I get these irritiating infections.  I called the Dr right at 8am this morning. Got an appointment for 9:15. I thought this was GREAT. However, I got there and 9:15. Got called in at 9:30 and then sat in the little room waiting on my stupid dr for the next 35 minutes. I was NOT happy. There were not even any magazines in there. I would have rather waited in the "Waiting Room" where I can read magazines or people watch.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she came in all bubbly and I wanted to slap the life out of her. I mean it's one thing to leave a patient waiting for that long, but why the fuck would you leave someone with a Urinary tract infection waiting. I mean you can't pee because you have to hold it for the CUP Speciman and you feel like your about to wet your pants. I just think that's fucked up. They could have given me a cup to pee in so I wasn't in so much freaking pain. Anyway, she gave me a prescription and I left! Drove straight to Walgreens so I could get my RX filled. I told them I'd wait for the RX because I NEEDED to get my first dose in. So, 15 minutes later, I hear my name get called back to the pharmacy. I go back and the lady says "Well, your insurance will cover the generic version of this, which would mean you'd pay $27. But I don't have the generic version here. If I fill the name brand, it will cost you $129. Well, I wasn't about to spend that. So, I had to go back to my office  and call FIVE different pharmacy's trying to find one that carried Generic Cipro. Believe it or not, it was the OTHER walgreens across town. They had 10 pills left. I need 7. I said GREAT, I'll be right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, finally at 12:30, I got to take my medicine and I'm feeling much much better now. But what a pain in the freaking ass!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't like sex so freaking much, I'd just stop doing it and get artificially inseminated. Unfortuneately, I'm probably considered a borderline Nympho, so that would NEVER work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ is cooking veal parm tonight. YUMMY! Then I'm going to watch the closer and head off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Night to All!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822627378462724288-5622028686135202802?l=idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/feeds/5622028686135202802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8822627378462724288&amp;postID=5622028686135202802' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5622028686135202802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8822627378462724288/posts/default/5622028686135202802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idreamofbaby3.blogspot.com/2007/08/why.html' title='WHY???'/><author><name>Barb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ_D-hd0HpY/Tw7URet4vGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/a7UhQ-J_ye4/s220/housewifehandbook003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
