Saturday: Got up, went and nannied my first shift. It went fairly smoothly, and I’m feeling optimistic this will be a good thing. I now just need to find a part time internship… and sign up for my certification board exam this fall. Ugh… and study for said exam. Got home, and prepped for my [...]
Archive for the ‘Can’t Choose Your Family’ Category
9 Sep
It is Amazing What can Happen in a Day (or two)
Alrighty. Loads to catch up on! Yesterday I was able to get us in to our new counselor. Who I will be calling Ms.Communication. Because it’s funny but it’s also a big part of what we talked about. Our feelings, our hopes, our fears… I had actually met with her last week after I got [...]
30 Aug
Clearing the Air
So I did get a call from my SIL today. Turns out it was a rather big misunderstanding, all thanks goes to my mother for that. A’s friends threw her the shower. It was all of 8 people, all friends from Louisiana. She didn’t invite anyone from out of a 4 mile radius. My mother’s [...]
29 Aug
When People Are Too Careful
So you gals all know how we, as infertiles, generally don’t like having other people throw their easily-conceived pregnancies in our faces. And I’m generally somewhat in that frame of mind. But sometimes, I feel like people are too careful and then I feel left out. Case in point: My brother’s wife A (The my [...]
16 Aug
Getting this done early tonight!
Today was a long day. I couldn’t fall asleep until about 2am, and then got up at 7:30 so I could make the service and potluck to celebrate Dormition today. Since Orthodox stand for worship, between standing all day yesterday and then this morning my knees and back are killing me. I feel so old [...]
30 Jun
Dreams, Drugs and Drama
I would like to start my post with a description of last nights dream. I lived in some kind of sci-fi world, where I lived in community in some viking-type castle (mostly I have some image of a long wooden table that we all sat around and ate at) and wore viking-type-period clothes. However, I [...]
12 Jun
My visit from my mom… and my aunt?
I just spent 48 hours straight with my mother. And we both survived. I love my mother, but there are very few people I can stand for 48 hours straight without a break. I need my “me time”, time to decompress, time to not entertain or make conversation or debate annoying things like whether or [...]
