What does one do when they’ve neglected their blog for a very long time? I feel the need to delete everything and start over. However, even though my posts are few, it would be a shame to erase some of my thoughts from the last two years.
I will leave it all and do my best to continue where I left off.
Ah…December was a crazy month for our family. My mother was stricken with a mystery illness which left her unable to move and full of pain. She was hospitalized on and off until a wonderful Rheumatologist diagnosed her condition: Polymyalgia Rheumatica. She is taking oral prednisone for the next two years and is doing great.
We found out I was pregnant again on Christmas Eve! After 18 long months of trying and teetering on a diagnosis of “unexplained secondary infertility” my doctor decided to order an HSG (Hysterosalpingogram) to rule out any problems after my D&C in June 2004. Everything was clear. We got pregnant the same cycle. Due Date = September 6, 2006
The New Year came and went and let’s fast forward to March. March 9th we heard the baby’s heartbeat via doppler. March 11th I was not feeling well and had some gas type cramping. After that unpleasantness passed, we tried to listen to the baby. We couldn’t find her heartbeat.
On March 13th my doctor confirmed via ultrasound that our precious little girl had died sometime around Sat. the 11th.
We were 15 weeks pregnant. We have been grieving the loss of our sweet Sarah.
We decided to undergo testing for RPL (Recurrent Pregnancy Loss) and finally found that I have developed an autoimmune disorder that can cause blood clots to form in the baby’s placenta, hence cutting off the oxygen supply to the baby.
We went on vacation to Florida and found out I was pregnant again. I am taking Lovenox injections and baby aspirin that will hopefully prevent another tragic loss. I am due at the end of February and so far all is well.
There is SO much to update on the work front. I will do that shortly in a separate post.
Ah…Mom is back to blogging! 
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I haven’t been blogging lately…(haven’t been doing my New Year’s resolution justice)…my mom was in the hospital. She has some type of infectious arthritis that has rendered her disabled. Very scary.
Thankfully, she is home now and her pain is being managed while the infection is treated. We are now returning to our normal schedules!
More to come.
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A recent review of our checking account statements revealed that we are spending $40.00 every 4-6 weeks for the boys’ haircuts. Frank pays $20 for his, which is reasonable and then the place charges $10 for each child. I use to cut the kids hair myself, but one day last year (when things were particularly hectic); Frank told me that he couldn’t remember what color the boys’ eyes were. He decided to take matters into his own hands. Not by wielding the clippers himself, but by taking them to the local haircut place. Our 9 year old son likes to go with his dad, it’s their version of “Boys Night Out” and while our 3 year old enjoys going out with the boys, he doesn’t enjoy the hair cut experience.
I felt up to the challenge of saving $10 a month by cutting the little guy’s hair on my own again. After all, I still had the clippers and scissors stashed in the linen closet. Quin has a simple style and his hair looks best short. I use #2 clippers on the sides and back and #3 for the top. I decided to cut his hair today. With clippers in hand, we set off for my bathroom to perform the delicate procedure. I try to keep the mood happy and light, because I know that when he hears the “buzz” he will start to complain. Quin’s issue with haircuts is the “tickles”. He dislikes the feeling of the clippers and the hair clippings touching his skin. Mom dislikes having hair clippings all over the floor!
I devised a system that takes care of both our issues. I have him get undressed and wrap a big towel around his neck and shoulders and tuck the ends in. Then I have him stand in our shower stall (the cord on the clippers is plugged into a GFCI outlet and can reach this far). Surprisingly, he does very well for me because he knows that the reward for standing still is getting to take a shower right after we’re done to wash off the tickles.
We’ve decided that I can only use this method while he’s still little, or else I’ll give him a memory to repress. Maybe when he’s older we can move it to the kitchen, or I could find a way to save $10 and Frank can start taking him again.
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