Thursday, August 27, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
When I started out, I thought I would get pregnant easily and have a baby by the time I was 30. But somehow that birthday snuck up on me last week, and I have to come to terms with the fact that I wasn't even able to get pregnant before I turned 30. I know, I know, it's such an arbitrary number. But 30 just feels so...grown up. Like I can no longer use the fact that I'm only in my twenties as an excuse for not having my life exactly where I want it. Ok, enough of that. I feel like I should offer you some cheese with that whine.
I am trying very hard to shake the negativity and restlessness, and come up with some things that are GOOD about waiting until October to try again:
*My poor little credit card will get a much needed break
*I have a better chance of having a summer baby. That would be great for Elizabeth's schedule since she's in the education field. And my summer baby would turn 5 just before the start of the school year, so he / she should be able to start kindergarten right away.
*If my first round of IVF works, I should be able to tell my family about the pregnancy at Christmas.
*I can make another half-assed attempt to lose weight before I get pregnant.
*I can wear loose winter clothing to hide the pregnancy during the early stages, so my co-workers won't get suspicious before I'm ready to tell them.
That's all I've come up with at the moment. If anyone else has taken a slightly longer break and wants to tell me how beneficial it was, I'm all ears!
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
mean?" she said, "that doesn't even make sense!" To which I replied, "Honey, you do know that they're talking about war veterans, NOT veterinarians, right?" Dead silence.
Anyway, our new apartment is so much nicer than the old one. For the first time in our lives, we have a dishwasher. And central air. Even though the apartment is by most standards ugly and dated, it feels positively luxurious compared to all of the other places we've lived. To top it all off, it's only 3 minutes away from our favorite dosa place. Really, what else does a girl need?
And now for your viewing pleasure, some photos from the apartment's web site:
The cabinets are crappy, but there are SO MANY OF THEM!
Someone put a lot of work into making the bathroom this ugly. I wonder if we can get a shower curtain to match the tile?