Life lessons...

I feel old and crappy. Tonight we went downtown to see one of my friends do a show. I had a good time at the show, but afterwards we walked around downtown and I just didn't have fun at all. I hate to be like that, but it really sucked. I don't like going to Sixth Street anyhow, but when you can't drink or smoke or anything it just really blows.

We went out with a group of people I work with and I know they are going to give me shit tomorrow for being such a stick in the mud. Everybody kept asking me if I wanted a drink even though they know I can't and it just made me feel that much worse. It felt like everybody was babysitting me just because I couldn't drink and wasn't having a good time. I really just wanted people to leave me alone. At one point I had to excuse myself to go outside because I started tearing up. I know it's just a combination of the pregnancy hormones and not feeling included in the fun, but that doesn't make it any better.

Whatever. I just needed to vent. I guess i've learned my lesson and won't be going out anymore until this little bugger gets here.

Clear the way people, pregnant lady coming through!!

Ya heard?!! Yup, it's true. The two slightly positive pg tests combined with the unbelievably sore boobs, nausea, sleeping 15 hours a day (feels like anyway) and the eating like a cow, has convinced me that i'm pregnant. I'm going to test again on Sunday, but I really don't think I need to.

According to my calculation (haha!) I am four weeks along and due on March 31, 2007. We are sooo excited and very relieved that this happened in the first month of trying.

Seeing as how it's 3:05 AM and about 5 hours past my current bedtime (thanks Dy), i'm going to go get some sleep. Everybody keep us in your thoughts and prayers and hope that this little bundle of joy doesn't have a cleft as well, like his/her big brother.

We're all well, mostly.

Well, Todd's cornea has grown back, Tyler's tooth is gone and I *think* we might be out of the doctor's offices for a while.

Ty's dentist appt. went really well. He was so cute. I told him that he was going to get some medicine to make him sleepy and then he would get laughing gas and he thought that was just great. He felt the first shot of novacaine go in, but after that, it was smooth sailing. They ended up giving him 7 shots to get it numb, then took a pair of pliers and yanked it out. I really could have done without seeing that, but since i'm the momma, I didn't have much choice. He was great afterwards though. He looked like a drunken little munchkin trying to walk out to the car. Mind you, i'm a big girl at 6'1", but I still had trouble trying to manage his 4'2" frame and 65 pounds while getting out to the car. He was stumbling all around and I couldn't hold him, so I grabbed him under the arms and did the best I could. I'm sure it was a sight to see...lol. When we got to the car I kept telling him "Okay, just hold onto the car while I open it really quickly." No can do. He tried to wonder out into traffic. Once I finally got him in the car he passed out. All in all, he was pretty slow all day and looks too damn cute with that front tooth out. The doc said it probably wouldn't grow back until he was about 6 1/2. He also said that his two bottom teeth are loose and his six year molars are coming in (at 4 1/2).

Todd's cornea is all better. He saw the optometrist last Friday and he said that it was about half way healed. The only thing that he might have a problem with is the cornea becoming opaque now that it has been damaged. We'll just have to wait and see how it heals. Of course there's always something going on with him. He's taken the last two days off of work because he's woken up with nausea and throwing up. I thought I was supposed to be the one with the morning sickness, but apparently not. Whatever.

In other news, Kyle is getting his 10th tooth in. His doctors are very pleased with his progress and are amazed at how well he is talking. When he was born the doctors told us that he would always have speech problems because of the cleft and that he would need speech therapy by the time he was two. Now they are saying that he is progressing normally and will not need the speech therapy. I'm absolutely amazed at how well he's doing. He can repeat almost any word that we tell him and can pronounce the words that he knows pretty clearly. He truly is our little miracle baby.

I think that's about it for now. I think I might be pregnant already because of my symptoms, but I can't test until Thursday morning. Everybody keep their fingers crossed for us. I really hate the stress of "trying". Hopefully we won't have to worry about it much longer.

Baby Teeth

Well, we're finally biting the bullet. Ty goes in tomorrow at 11 to have one of his upper front teeth pulled. It's been loose since he got an abcess on it about two months ago, but alas, the abcess is back and this time the doc said it definately needs to come out. He also said that his bottom two front teeth are loose and his six year molars are coming in. I swear, this kid does everything early.

We have to be there at 10:30 to get his goofy meds and then thirty minutes later they will pull it. I really hate that this is the way that he's loosing his first tooth. I don't want him to be traumatized by it and think that from now on all of his teeth are going to have to come out like this one. We're giving him the twilight meds and the doc said he won't remember anything. Hopefully that's true. We shall see. I'll update when I get a chance.

I'm an ass.

My poor hubby.. He woke up this morning with his eye really hurting. I called the eye doc and got him in at 11. Meanwhile, before the appt, i was assuming that he was just being pathetic little sick boy, like he always is when he gets sick, so I was giving him a hard time. Come to find out that he apparently tore off part of his cornea during the night. Oops.

Now I really feel bad for giving him a hard time. The doc put him on antibiotic drops for five days and wants to see him back on Friday. He said if it's not looking better that they will have to do something else. I don't know if that means surgery or patching it or what. I really hope he doesn't have to do anything else. Eye surgery scares the hell out of me.