Happy Anniversary!!!

Today John and I have been married for 8 years. I must admit that I still like the guy. Really, I do. It's been a long 8 years, but at the same time it has flown by. I am very happy and lucky to be with such a great guy, and a wonderful father to our little Kailyn. He is hotter today than the day I met him, and well, I'm fluffier (see what I did there, it's a nice way to say fatter.) I can't wait for the next 80 years! Based off his genes and his grandma I'm gonna say he'll be alive that long! I also love the fact that I truly believe that he is mine forever, not just until death. That's right, he will be with me forever... for e v e r!!! :) I also wen to the dr today, but that was sad, so I put it in a different post.
Happy Anniversary Love!

ugh

So today I went to go to the lovely Fertility Dr again. John and I decided to try another round of fertility drugs and see what happened, well today I paid $240 for a lovely vaginal ultra sound and a 10 minute visit with Dr. Batres. Dr. Moutis (Jon Lovitz) must not want me anymore. I knew this whole time it didn't work, I just didn't want it to be true. So the new plan is for me to wait a week and then take some more prometrium (progesterone that makes me have a period) except this time.....duh duh duh, I have to use a vaginal suppository. I have said vaginal twice in this post, new record. Anywho, I can try another round of fertility, some non approved drugs that are crazy and hard on the body, I have to sign a concent form for them. I think we may wait a bit to try again, even though my body handled this round better than the rounds in the past, it is wearing me down. That was the 10th round of drugs I had done. So now you all know. I am insanely horrible irreversibly broken. Kailyn really truly is my miracle child. At least Batres (who's foreign) made me giggle a bit every time he said intercourse with his little accent. :)

I'm not gonna lie...

This made me cry. I couldn't sum it up better, so just follow the link, and yes, I am a dork.

http://tv.yahoo.com/so-you-think-you-can-dance/show/36160/videos/14704989

Out of the mouth of babes.......and men

Here are some conversations that took place in our home in the last few days. Before you read this you need to know that 1. Kailyn doesn't understand sarcasm, and she is really trying to grasp it, and 2. John does find me attractive. Here goes

Kailyn "mom, your butt is big"
me "I know"
K "no really, it's big."
me "I am aware"
K "I just wanted you to know your butt is big"
me "I got it Kailyn, I have a big butt"
K "Is that sarcasm?"
me "no, it isn't. I am acknowledging the hugeness of my butt"
K "ok, because it really is huge."

This got me to wondering, how wide was my butt and how far is it spanning? I had asked John the loaded question and he responded quite well. He said something like I don't know, I like your butt. Tonight; however, was different. I was looking in the mirror and said...
"huh, I guess my butt is getting bigger. I've got a little junk in my trunk. How my junk is in my trunk?"
John "Ya, your butt is a little junky"
me "hahahahaha, I've gotta blog this"

She's here

Flo that is. I don't like her and she doesn't like me.
Flo is my foe.
Just so you know, if she doesn't come on her own, and bring your present, and you instead make her come bring you a present. She will try and kill you. Just a heads up.

Alright

It's here. The mean, raging, horrible, incredibly moody woman. I was doing great, really flippin great, but today that all went away. Tonight is my last night to take the progesterone, but I may break something before then. I think I know why Ozzy Osborn bit the head off a bat, I think he was on progesterone. I've never slapped anyone, but today might be the day. I am irrationally mad, over nothing. For example, I called John 4 times over an hour and a half, he didn't answer. I also left 4 voice mails about the band aids he needed that I was going all over town for, and he never responded. While this would normally be annoying to me, tonight it made me so mad that I wanted to blow his car up, either that or bite someone's head off. The worst part, I know it is not normal, or rational, or even like me to get this mad, but I can't help it. I even told him not to talk to me a little while ago. Why you ask, well I slipped and he asked if I was ok, and it made me mad, I mean, how rude! Asking if your wife is ok. I know, it's nuts! So, to justify, my ovary hurts, I'm insanely bloated, by boobs are swollen, and achy, and I am incredibly hot, AND I feel sick to my stomach. Ok, that's all. No it's not, really what I'm saying is, if you must talk to me tomorrow, be patient with me and bring me something cold and yummy. Oh, and I may cry for no apparent reason, if I do that, either cry with me, or leave the room. :) Hormones are stupid.

WARNING!!!

I am officially on hormones again. If I yell at you I am sorry, if I cry hysterically for not reason, just ignore me. Jon Lovits is making me make myself have a period. Evidently he doesn't love me. Have you ever had a drug induced period? I don't recommend it. That's all. Jon Lovits is mean, and I am too now. Oh, and if I puke on you, I'm sorry ;)

My doctor

Meet my dr!






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Ok, not really, here is my guy, but do you see it? Ironically, Dr. Moutis, has NO sense of humor at all. That's another post for another day.