Naying the Naysayers

Have you ever heard that saying that you can't have it all? That if you are a successful mom then you can't be successful at work/ singing in the church choir/ being a happy wife/ caring friend/ loving daughter... I don't know who said that or what kind of mood they were in, but that echoes unfortunately through my head sometimes, a pessimistic chant of well, this particular situation turned out ok, but something else is going to fall apart. It is not often I think about this, because most of the time I am happy and optimistic. I don't know why this creeps up every now and then. What is ALL anyway? For each individual person that could mean a whole bunch of things or just a few, changing with each moment of life. For Anna Nichole Smith, it might mean all the millions and billions of dollars she was to inherit or just a few more moments with her lost son.

All this freakin stuff

I, like many other people who have been newly blessed with children, have decided, with my DH, to move houses. This in theory seems to be the RIGHT thing to do now that we have acquired a little person and necessary accessories that go with raising her in the American Way. I have been excitedly planning and picking and it has been going quite well so far. Then I went out to our storage shed where we keep stuff we are not using and REALITY hit me. We are going to have to MOVE all this FREAKIN STUFF. And I am sure as we live in a new house that is 1000 sq foot larger than our current home, we will get more FREAKIN STUFF. I have many periods of simplfication and decluttering, and I try not to consume more than my share, but why do I need so many accessories to live? Ha, ha, ha....well, anyway, there's always the good old American tradition of the Garage Sale.

Labor Day

It is cold and rainy here today, quite unusual for this area this time of the year. The baby is napping, lunch is baking, clothes are washing, and life is peaceful except for the mild headcold I have.

I picked the latest avatar I have to show my nerdy yet fashionable side. The biology classroom was one of my favorite places in school. That was my alt career if I didn't go to medical school. I am not sure how long I would have lasted as a school teacher as talking to a crowd of people is fun, but it takes a lot of energy out of me. The summer vacation would have been nice. My 9th grade science teacher was one of my favorite teachers. She used to tell us the she was admitted to medical school and when she started she was married and became pregnant. She couldn't physically handle it so she quit and became a teacher and eventually had 3 or 4 kids (I can't remember). A few years later, I found out she had quit teaching and gone to medical school and is now a family doctor. I remember thinking, YAY for her, to get to live her dream.

Working Moms

Below is an interesting article that appeared a while back. Apparently provoked a lot of debate and controversy. I enjoyed it.


Homeward Bound
From our December issue: “Choice feminism” claims that staying home with the kids is just one more feminist option. Funny that most men rarely make the same “choice.” Exactly what kind of choice is that?
By Linda Hirshman

http://24.116.93.176/web/view-web.ww?id=10659

This link the the follow up commentary

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/06/16/AR2006061601766_pf.html

Fortemet

Finally saw the RE last week for my checkup. She says about 50% of her practice is actually annual exams, esp for women with special needs (i.e. anxious, I only want to see a woman needs?!) It was nice to see her again and catch up. She asked why I didn't bring the baby...I told her, won't people be upset seeing a baby in an IF clinic? She said, no, her patients don't mind. She said they did mind when she used to office with an MFM specialist and all the high risk pregnant teenagers were more annoying to the infertiles.

So all was checked and as I joked to the nurse the only problem I had was that I was having regular periods...quite weird for me as someone who always was irregular or amenorrheic. RE suggested Fortemet for less GI upset and to help my PCOS. Started it yesterday, feel tired, but also may be due to the fact I am trying to lower my carbs. I really would like to have another child, preferably without the emotional rollercoaster of IVF, but we'll see. I was imagining the other day that taking 2 small kids to the grocery store would be harder that just my one munchkin right now. My Dh said that I probably would not ever take both of them!