Saturday, March 29, 2014


What a crazy life this is.  Just when you think you have something figured out, something else is thrown your way.  I don't even mean that negatively.  I just feel like I can never find a place to just sit and breathe...I am always running to catch up or to at least not get further behind.

This month has seen some changes:

The good:

The boy made first team all conference and first team all district as a sophomore.  He rocks. 

I have finally found a way to make physical exercise and myself a priority in my life.  It requires a 5am wake up call M-F but if that's what it takes, I will do it. 

I got a raise at work...and when I say I got a raise, I mean I got a RAISE.  Like a...holy shit this can't be right, go see HR and tell them my paycheck is wrong and they say no it's not raise. 

Surrogacy might not be 100% off the table for me.

I have 100% weaned, the pump is put away and while I don't have my boobs back yet, I no longer have Dolly Parton's boobs either.

The bad:

Surrogacy might not be 100% off the table for me.

The boy backed into a pole with his truck...800 dollars later.

The boy dropped and broke his phone (this one cost me nothing...he can live with a broken phone...told the punk to put a case on it but oh no...he's too cool for a case). 

So yeah.  Life is pretty good right now.  I ran/walked a 5K this morning to support colorectal cancer support.  Afterwards I tried to go to the new donut shop but it was so busy I turned away. I may not have resisted due to my awesome willpower but the end result is that I still didn't have donut.  Score. 

That's about it.  Until next time. 

Friday, March 7, 2014

Done and donner/doner?

This blog post shall be the tale of two dones: 

Done 1:  I'm done pumping.  I had noticed when my milk would sit in the fridge and settle before bagging it,  it no longer had a thick fat layer on it.  I really thought nothing of it.  Perhaps I should have.  I got a call from the milk bank and they can no longer accept my milk because it doesn't have enough nutrition in it.  So obviously I also don't want to be donating this milk to anyone else either.  I'm glad they told me because some of my donor babies are preemies and they NEED nutrition, not just white water which is basically what my milk has turned into.  Not sure why but there you have it.  So I'm done pumping and other than the usual hormones related to that, I'm feeling great about it.  I can't wait to reclaim my time and my body.

Done 2:  Basketball season is done.  We lost a heartbreaker last night.  On a positive note, the boy was voted first team all conference, the first time that has happened for a sophomore at MHS in a LONG time.  Now to get an MRI of that knee and see what the verdict is. 

That's it for me.  Not much else going on.  Life is good.  The surrobubs are 7,7,5,5,3, and 1.  Holy crap.  That's a lot of surrogate kids.