Homecoming!

tegandubs:

I know that it may not be seen as 100% effort to everyone, but I am really glad that President Obama and VP Biden took the time out of their insanely busy day to be part of the “It’s On Us” video about domestic abuse.

I don’t think people realize what a huge, huuuuge problem it still is. I see…

respiramommybreath said: Do they think this is a main problem as to why it's been difficult ttc ? Or Have you always had this Or is this something that came up recently?

No idea - and we will likely never know.

It could be an underlying cause of my infertility, but there’s no way to know if it’s the only issue. And I may have had a progesterone problem all along that wasn’t obvious or it may have developed from taking progesterone. 

respiramommybreath said: Have you started the therapy or medication to assist with the allergies? I am sorry if I have the terminology wrong.

Ugh. No. I think we’ll be starting the cycle soon (which means I stop taking the birth control pill, I go in for baseline blood tests on cycle day 2, I start taking estrogen) then on the day I would start taking progesterone (cycle day 14 or so) I would go to the allergist’s office and they’d do the desensitization process. It only takes a day - they’ll start by giving me a tiny dose of progesterone (1/100th of my total dose) and gradually increase the dose throughout the day. That should do it. I’ll have my embryo transfer about 5 days later, continuing on the progesterone and estrogen the entire time. 

Right now I’m just waiting for everything to get sorted and for my IVF doctor and my allergist to synch up and confirm the plan and timing. 

Thanks for checking in! I feel a little in limbo right now, but I’m ok. :)

growinguplast:

We are planners in my house. We love calendars and lists and budgets. When September hits, so do emails with my husband about holiday gift budgets. But there’s always people we forget or who while we love them, we can’t afford to buy for. In the past I’ve feverishly knit scarves and made fudge for…

How excited am I to start my DIY gifts? 

goodgulfgas:

itsliketheyknowus:

"Working from home is a breeze because infants do not need constant care!"
Picture contributed by Sarah Hallett Trimm of The Longest Shortest Time fb group.

I’m laughing out loud a little bit a this blog. Sometimes when I tell people that my wife works from home (most of the time), they think that she is taking care of our toddler son as well. He’s in daycare full-time you dope. What color is the sky in your world?

My man’s got my back.

goodgulfgas:

itsliketheyknowus:

"Working from home is a breeze because infants do not need constant care!"

Picture contributed by Sarah Hallett Trimm of The Longest Shortest Time fb group.

I’m laughing out loud a little bit a this blog. Sometimes when I tell people that my wife works from home (most of the time), they think that she is taking care of our toddler son as well. He’s in daycare full-time you dope. What color is the sky in your world?

My man’s got my back.

growinguplast:

I’m an artist. I don’t typically make a big deal about it because what I do isn’t a real sort of art—I’m addicted to the idea of making art and love to try my hand at everything from oil pants to water colors, embroidery to felt work, paper crafts to poetry-writing. I’m a doodler and dabbler. I truly lack the skill and discipline for anything extraordinary.
Except for THIS.
THIS I am proud of.
My little sister was pregnant and decided to buy a plaster roll from the craft store (similar to the one an orthopedist uses to cast fractures) and she and her husband created a plaster cast mold of her pregnant belly just days before she gave birth to her first son and, truly, the first nephew or niece on my side of the family. I was honored when she allowed me to paint the cast.
Okay, honored and a little terrified. It took me roughly three years to finish it. Not only because my arm was broken in a car accident shortly before his birth (and required a surgery to mend it) but also because I’m a perfectionist. I wanted it to be as incredible and special as the boy who had been carried within that shape. I also had an inner critic I needed to work past in order to execute my vision. 
I know nowadays plenty of pregnant ladies get their bellies painted on and then photographed (heck, I have a friend who does just that and does an amazing job) but ten years ago—yes, my nephew will be 10 before the month is out—this seemed very new. And a little bit scary. Plaster cast material, it turns out, is very hard to paint on—which anyone who ever signed a cast probably could have guessed. But the vision was exactly as I wanted it: the representation of a father’s hands on the world created within a mother, a tree of life sprung from her navel, the boy’s name in Hebrew and English hidden in the tree of life, and an array of creatures that represented not only all the world but many positive and powerful traits. Acrylic paint largely free-painted over pencil outlines and a Mod Podge sealant made the vision real.
On the inside, I wrote an Irish blessing:
"May green be the grass you walk on,May blue be the skies above you,May pure be the joys that surround you,May true be the hearts that love you.”
This is, by far, one of my favorite art pieces I’ve ever finished. As my nephew’s birthday approaches, I still wish him all of these things. And I am infinitely grateful to have been able to make something that I think is so beautiful in recognition of the incredible boy that my sister brought into this world. 
~Marci aka Mamamusement 
Today on Growing up Last we’re calling all Adult Artists! We know our parent followers are super creative, from artists, to writers, to musicians—and everything in between.  This is your chance to submit pictures of you in your own creative pursuits, or post the result of your creative brainchild. If you would like to join in the conversation, you can submit to us by clicking here, or use the tag for this week #gulcreate.  

THIS is amazing. I loved this belly cast when I first saw it, but knowing the story behind it makes it even more special. Art is love. Thanks for sharing this Marci!

growinguplast:

I’m an artist. I don’t typically make a big deal about it because what I do isn’t a real sort of art—I’m addicted to the idea of making art and love to try my hand at everything from oil pants to water colors, embroidery to felt work, paper crafts to poetry-writing. I’m a doodler and dabbler. I truly lack the skill and discipline for anything extraordinary.

Except for THIS.

THIS I am proud of.

My little sister was pregnant and decided to buy a plaster roll from the craft store (similar to the one an orthopedist uses to cast fractures) and she and her husband created a plaster cast mold of her pregnant belly just days before she gave birth to her first son and, truly, the first nephew or niece on my side of the family. I was honored when she allowed me to paint the cast.

Okay, honored and a little terrified. It took me roughly three years to finish it. Not only because my arm was broken in a car accident shortly before his birth (and required a surgery to mend it) but also because I’m a perfectionist. I wanted it to be as incredible and special as the boy who had been carried within that shape. I also had an inner critic I needed to work past in order to execute my vision. 

I know nowadays plenty of pregnant ladies get their bellies painted on and then photographed (heck, I have a friend who does just that and does an amazing job) but ten years ago—yes, my nephew will be 10 before the month is out—this seemed very new. And a little bit scary. Plaster cast material, it turns out, is very hard to paint on—which anyone who ever signed a cast probably could have guessed. But the vision was exactly as I wanted it: the representation of a father’s hands on the world created within a mother, a tree of life sprung from her navel, the boy’s name in Hebrew and English hidden in the tree of life, and an array of creatures that represented not only all the world but many positive and powerful traits. Acrylic paint largely free-painted over pencil outlines and a Mod Podge sealant made the vision real.

On the inside, I wrote an Irish blessing:

"May green be the grass you walk on,
May blue be the skies above you,
May pure be the joys that surround you,
May true be the hearts that love you.”

This is, by far, one of my favorite art pieces I’ve ever finished. As my nephew’s birthday approaches, I still wish him all of these things. And I am infinitely grateful to have been able to make something that I think is so beautiful in recognition of the incredible boy that my sister brought into this world. 

~Marci aka Mamamusement 

Today on Growing up Last we’re calling all Adult Artists! We know our parent followers are super creative, from artists, to writers, to musicians—and everything in between.  This is your chance to submit pictures of you in your own creative pursuits, or post the result of your creative brainchild. If you would like to join in the conversation, you can submit to us by clicking here, or use the tag for this week #gulcreate.  

THIS is amazing. I loved this belly cast when I first saw it, but knowing the story behind it makes it even more special. Art is love. Thanks for sharing this Marci!

itsliketheyknowus:

"Each weekend, our family has locally-sourced organic breakfast in bed while wearing all white and laughing and laughing."

itsliketheyknowus:

"Each weekend, our family has locally-sourced organic breakfast in bed while wearing all white and laughing and laughing."

itsliketheyknowus:

They must make Lunesta for children now.

itsliketheyknowus:

They must make Lunesta for children now.

itsliketheyknowus:

"I am getting so much work done. Toddlers are easy."

itsliketheyknowus:

"I am getting so much work done. Toddlers are easy."