7 QT Category
So, ok. I just have one take this week, followed by 6 takes of me freaking out about the first take.
I had my 7 weeks ultrasound yesterday morning.
I was laying there on the table, and couldn’t see the screen, and the tech was quiet for a few minutes, so I started freaking out internally.
Then she looks at us, very matter-of-factly, and says,
“So. You’re having twins.”
As in, two babies.
You know, one more than one.
Two babies. Two little heartbeats.
Two sacs, and most likely, two placentas.
Apparently that makes this the lowest-risk twin pregnancy, which is wonderful, since I’m high risk to start with.
Two babies, due on Maggie’s 3rd birthday.
God’s sense of humor.
So, Atticus is sitting next to me, holding my hand. Could have knocked him over with a feather.
Of course we knew there was a slightly higher chance of twins with clomid (7% is the number we were given, as opposed to less than 5% chance with non-clomid pregnancies), but still. 7%. That means you have a 93% chance of not having twins. I just assumed there would only be one, especially since I was on a low dose!
That was basically my reaction. Except, you know, I was laying on a table with an ultrasound wand in my hoo-ha.
Elf is somehow appropriate since all three of our children will be born in December. Probably only a few weeks apart. Most expensive month ever. We couldn’t be happier!
My hair is not that long. But pretty much.
I have a feeling its a boy and a girl. Only because with my first pregnancy I had a feeling right away he was a boy. With Maggie I had a feeling right away she was a girl. And this time I had a feeling….there were both.
So if I turn int the world’s worst blogger for a while, now you know why.
I’m growing two humans. Amazing.
This week I attended my very first Mother’s Day tea at Maggie’s pre-school. Oh my goodness is was so sweet. Homemade placemats for mom and Maggie, handprint flower centerpieces, decorate your own cookies, and macaroni necklaces. So fancy.
I also had a homemade flower corsage.
Speaking of Mother’s Day. We’re going to my favorite restaurant for this year, same as we did the last two years with M. It’s Traders Point Creamery, and it is a locally-sourced restaurant and dairy bar that is at an organic dairy farm. So much fun! It actually makes me forget that I kinda sorta hate Mother’s Day.
Oh, and the best chocolate ice cream ever. Nothing like eating ice cream when you can see the cows the milk came from.
Three years ago this week we had just returned from our amazing trip to Rome and were getting moved into our new house.
About to toss my coin the Trevi fountain
At the Colosseum
Three years ago, when we got back from Rome, we had just found out that Maggie existed and was snuggled in my womb. It was such a beautiful, amazing time, though I was a nervous wreck wondering how long she would be with us, nervously awaiting the first ultrasound.
Nearly three years to the day we learned that I was pregnant with Maggie, we learned that
We are humbled and overjoyed to announce a little brother or sister is on the way!!
Exactly 12 cycles after we started trying, and on a cycle during which I took clomid pre-peak and hcg injections post-peak, we are so grateful to God for this gift of a baby.
I am taking supplemental progesterone for the first trimester, and my blood draws have shown good numbers, for which we are grateful. I have an ultrasound one week from today (7 weeks) to see everything and check it all out.
Please keep me in your prayers, if I can ask, since I am a nervous wreck until I hear that heartbeat.
In an interesting turn of events, this baby’s due date is:
otherwise known as, Maggie’s 3rd birthday!
I’ll be induced a week early because of the diabeetus, but still. Crazy.
I told Maggie that Mommy is going to have a baby and she said,
“Brother and sister”
to which I responded,
“Well, we are probably just going to have one baby.”
To which she replied,
How do you explain that God chooses to a 2 year old? Any ideas?
So, we’re super excited and feeling very humbled by this gift, and very grateful. While I did not share “publically” that I was pregnant with Maggie until the first trimester ended, I wanted to take a different approach this time. I think part of me thought that if I shared early on, that this might somehow doom the pregnancy, since we shared super early with my pregnancy which ended in miscarriage.
But this time, I just want to celebrate this little life for as long as he or she is with us, whether it is the rest of our lives or the next few weeks. The life is no less precious to us if our baby is only here a short time. Thus, the early announcement.
And this way I can beg for prayers, for which I am so grateful!
Happy weekend and go see Jen for more quick takes!
This week’s quick takes are dedicated to stuff I love. I keep meaning to participate in Hallie’s Five Favs, but then Tuesday always sneaks up on me and I miss it. What’s up with that, Tuesday?
This week’s quick takes are going to be quick. Imagine that.
My dear friend and Maggie’s godmother Elizabeth visited this week! We had a lot of fun drinking mango margaritas and wine, taking our kids to the Children’s Museum, and watching awesome TV shows like Say Yes to the Dress and Parks and Rec. Be jealous.
It was sweet. And Maggie told us she “needed some wine”. Am I winning or what?
I have a cd of ACDC that I love to listen to in the car. Apparently Maggie likes it too.
As we were driving to playdate this morning, Back in Black came on. Maggie said, “Mommy, Maggie likes this song.”
Damn straight. My Mother of the Year award can be mailed any time now.
We had a very successful library trip this week, for both Maggie and myself.
Maggie found a stash of Dr. Seuss books, including The Lorax, If I Ran the Zoo, To Think It Happened on Mulberry Street, and a non-Seuss called Isabella’s Garden.
Mommy found two Agatha Christie books (The Secret Adversary and Poirot Investigates), Dorothy Day’s biography of St. Therese, and Simplicty Parenting.
Libraries are awesome.
I am going to my very first 31 party tomorrow. I’m excited because I have been noticing these cute bags for a while now.
If you have any of them, what kind and what do you think of it? I’m in the market for a mid-size cooler type bag, and a tote I can use for the farmer’s market.
Our home is offering many prayers for the people of Boston and West, Texas after the tragedies. Seriously America, what a crappy week.
I just have to say, and I am getting zero compensation or anything for saying this, that the Pioneer Woman Cooks Food From My Frontier cookbook is a-w-e-s-o-m-e. I have made about 15 recipes from the book and have yet to be disappointed with even one.
It’s Friday again, and here we are.
Atticus and I are re-doing our room. I decided at the end of last cycle that I need a project, since “Project fill Sarah’s empty womb” is going so well, something else is required to distract me from the dismal failure of above endeavor.
We have a sweet room. Our house is old. It was built in 1936, back when middle-class people had two bedroom homes, regardless of the number of children they had.
Here’s a picture of a picture of our house. Taken with the original owners out front.
When the house was built, it had two bedrooms on the main floor. The owners before us (I think), finished half of the attic and made it a master bedroom suite.
So we have a huge bedroom with a walk-in closet and our own bathroom. It has also been woefully empty for a while, with tons of dead space because neither of us has ever had a room this large. Not sure how to fill it.
There’s a little nook which is the perfect size for a sitting area, so we got a little loveseat for our nook. Old houses have lots of nooks, and I love them.
This loveseat is awesome. The cushions are filled with down feathers. I sat down on it and didn’t move for 15 minutes, which was awkward since we were in someone else’s house. It’s the perfect color. And we found it on Craigs List for less than 10% of its original $5,000 price tag.
The yellow walls you see behind you are being painted a color called Artesian Well.
This week, in honor of my 500th blog post, I’m going to highlight my 7 favorite posts from the last 4 years.
Also, also, there’s still time to enter the giveaway for two awesome books and some yummy scrubs and lotions! The books being given are an autographed copy of Kate Wicker’s Weightless: Making Peace with your Body and my all-time favorite homemaking book, Organized Simplicity by Tsh Oxenreider of Simple Mom.
To enter the giveaway, comment on the giveaway post and answer this question: What book, Catholic or not, has impacted your spiritual life the most?If you like Fumbling Toward Grace on Facebook, fumble2grace on Twitter, or re-tweet the giveaway, you can be entered an additional time for each. Just comment back here and let me know!
The giveaway closes tonight at midnight and I’ll announce the winner on Monday.
Now on to the posts:
The post where I explain why I am pro-life.
The post-partum post where I put it all out there on the table. The good, the bad, and the ugly. Mothering is not for the faint of heart.
My thoughts on how long the culture of death will continue.
On how to mother when your own mother is gone.
One in which I use my graduate degree to talk about social justice and Catholic social teachings.
This post, composed on our third anniversary, last January.
How my Maggie rescued me.
Happy weekend and go see Jen for more quick takes!
I don’t know if you all had a chance to see Jen’s post the other day, with 5 things we didn’t know about her, and her asking “What was the most formative experience of your life?” to her readers. The comment thread is interesting and in some places, heartbreaking. It’s a beautiful post in its entirety.
Anyway, her words got me thinking about formative experiences, and things you all might not know about me. I’ve been writing here for over 4 years now, but I think there are still one or two skeletons rattling around in ye old closet. Let’s see if I can find 7!
My tattoo. If you’ve been around here since the get-go, you might know that I have a tattoo. If you’re new, surprise! Friendly neighborhood blogger is inked.
And I liked it. I still like it. No, I don’t regret it at all.
I have a tattoo of the rosary on my left shoulder blade/upper back. I got it when I was a senior in college and a friend who had several tattoos went with me. I used to have a picture of me getting it done, complete with my red hair, ripped jeans, and bright aqua chuck talylors, but it was lost in the great computer crash of 2007.
So here’s one from our wedding reception:
Sometimes I forget its there, since I have had it for 8 years and I can’t see it most of the time. I think it is about in the perfect place. I can easily cover it when I need to, and easily show it when I want to.
Running. I have tried running several times. I don’t really like it, but I can sort of do it, and I think I would like it. The problem is, when I try to run for more than about 3 minutes at a time, I break out into hives.
I so wish I was joking.
My body seems to have this problem where, if my body temperature gets above a certain point, I break out into hives. It happens about every other time I run for more than a few minutes. It happens if I spent too much time in direct sunlight on a hot day, even if I’m only walking. So.
The first time it happened was when I was a junior in college and moving things out of my dorm, on a hot day and from the 3rd floor. So awkward.
For 9 years. 9 years. If I immediately stop what I’m doing, I can usually keep them from getting worse. If I keep going, then I need to take benadryl, which we all know results in passing out no matter what you need to be awake to do.
Get the Led out!
I am a hug classic rock fan. Big time. It all started with a Bon Jovi cd when I was in 5th grade. Then I stumbled upon a box full of my mother’s cassette tapes (remember those?), full of The Eagles, Eric, Clapton, Lynyrd Skynyrd, and Led Zeppelin. I was hooked.
When I found Bruce Springsteen, it was all over.
I am convinced that 99% of great music was recorded before I was born, or shortly there after.
If there’s a good classic rock station, that’s all I need. Give me some ZZ Top, ACDC, and a little Queen and I will drive anywhere, cook anything, or clean all the things.
I’m sort of a netflix-aholic. I don’t really watch any shows that are on tv now, except Biggest Loser. I find a series on netflix and work my through it. Since we got Netflix, two months before Maggie was born, I have watched the following shows:
LOST (again)Desperate Housewives
Veronica Mars (sadly no longer on netflix)
Every episode of just about every Investigation Discovery show
Pretty Little Liars (watched seasons 1-2 can’t see the current ones because we don’t get ABC “Family”)
Terra Nova (I really liked this one but it only had 20 epidoses)
Downton Abbey (only have seen season 1 on netflix, waiting to borrow season 2 from a friend)
The West Wing (working through it with Atticus)
Supernatural (working my way through it now)
What shows am I missing? What’s your favorite tv show?
I will post my 500th blog post next week! I can’t believe it. I started this little blog in November 2008, two months before Atticus and I got married. I’v changed and grown a lot. A lot of life has happened, and most of it has been documented here.
Even more amazingly, you all have stuck by me and stayed with me all this time. I want to do something special as a way of saying thank you to all my lovely readers, so be sure to check back next week for a giveaway!
Hope you all have a happy weekend!
Hello, hello friends. I haven’t gotten it together enough to do a QT in a while, so bully for me this week. What a week it’s been! We have a Pope, and I love him already.
Pope Francis! He’s a Jesuit from Argentina. Woah. Apparently he’s very humble, devout, and eschews pomp and circumstance as much as possible, preferring simplicity, much like his namesake, St. Francis Assisi.
My favorite meme:
No books this week. I mean, I love books. I have them. Lots of them. Just none today.
Very exciting friends! Tomorrow I’m travelling to Peoria IL with the wonderful Leanne for a blogger meet-up, Mass, dinner, and a talk with the lovely Lisa Schmidt and Sr. Helena Burns. I get to hang out with Marie and finally meet Dianna and Bonnie So excited!
I ended up with a free afternoon today, so I treated myself to mani/pedi. I tried the gel manicure that everyone is talking about. Wow. It dries fast and doesn’t chip. She said it could last 2 weeks. I sure hope so! They even had my favorite color; OPI I’m Not Really A Waitress red.
Did I tell you about the best red wine ever?
It’s Apothic Red. A friend brought it to book club a while ago and I am hooked. I’m not a red wine girl. My motto when it comes to wine (after, “Is this a joke? Get me a bigger glass!”) is “the sweeter the better”.
But Apothic Red is a blended wine. It’s just a little sweet, but avoids the striking dryness of other reds, which made me not like them.
First off, prayers for Jen.
If you haven’t heard, Jen Fulwiler, creater of 7 Quick Takes, blogger extrordinare, very nice person, and mom of five (with one on the way), was recently hospitalized with a pulmonary embolism in both lungs (blood clots). She has a clotting disorder which she has to treat with very pricey injections when she is pregnant. She was hospitalized for a few days, and it was a bit touch and go, but she has been sent home with meds to treat the PE’s, and instructions for treatment for the remainder of the pregnancy (I think she is due in March or April).
Please pray she continues to heal and makes a full recovery, and for her lovely young family who needs her very much.
Now on to more happy events.
I hoped so hard for a white Christmas, and we got one! In fact, it was so white that Atticus’ whole family was snowed in at our house for two days. Maggie also got to experience playing in the snow for the first time, since last winter we never had enough at once to really play in.
She loves her snowpants and asks to wear them around the house now.
Of course Santa came to our house, and Maggie was pretty impressed.
The tricycle was from Santa and the hat and gloves a present from her Auntie Gloria.
Then, inside a big box there was lots of magic to be found:
A Belle dress (always Belle), purse, necklaces and bracelets (or as she calls them, Jewels), and wand from Great-grandpa and Great-grandma.
Then on the 28th, it was Maggie’s birthday. Our little love is now 2 years old. I can hardly believe how much she has changed and grown. She fills our hearts and our home with so much joy.
We took her to the Children’s Museum where her Aunt and Uncle met us for some carusel riding and hot weels car racing. A lot of fun was had!
I had such a hard time getting her to stand still long enough to get a good picture; too much fun! This was in line for the carusel.
After the museum it was pizza at our favorite local place and a dessert of ice cream (her favorite).
For her birthday Maggie got some lovely things, including a Toy Story Mr. Potato Head set from Grandma and a Little People Disney Princess singing castle from Mom and Dad.
I have spent a lot of time organizing, moving and sorting toys to make room for the new ones! Next year I will sort and move the old before Christmas!
Then, our Anniversary extravaganza weekend! On Sunday, we went to the Colts vs. Texans game at Lucas Oil Stadium.
Please excuse my lumpy cheek, I was battling a tooth infection which swelled my face up the whole weekend!
It was cold outside by 70 degrees in the stadium. Best of all, in addition to the Colts winning, our coach, Chuck Pagano, came back to his position for the first time in three months, since being diagnosed with cancer. He is now in remission. It was such a fun day!
On the 31st, we continued the celebration by going to see Les Miserables. I had seen the broadway production as a high school senior (ie 11 years ago), and Atticus was only vaguely familiar with the story. I had heard quite a few people say how good it was.
After we walked out of the theater (which was silent the entire 2 hours and 45 minutes), I said to Atticus, “So, what did you think?” and he, who is a very tough movie critic, said, “The word movie doesn’t do that justice. That was a piece of art.”
Yep, as always, Atticus sums it up perfectly in less words than I do.
Later that night it was off to a local steakhouse Harry and Izzy’s, to celebrate New Year’s Eve and our anniversary. Excellent food, excellent wine, and free dessert. Who can ask for anything more?
Lastly, yesterday, January 3rd, was our 4th wedding anniversary! We spent it with Atticus going to work, me getting my blood work done, organizing toys, and then going to work at Wei.ght Watc.hers. When I got home, he had made a delicious dinner that was waiting for us while putting Maggie to bed.
As soon as we sat down to eat, she started to cry, and cry, and cry, then yell Daddy, until he went in to her. So, our actual anniversary ended with me eating alone while watching Investigation Discovery and updating Facebook. Life with toddlers, take 12,658.
It somehow seems appropriate that sometimes the big days are just ordinary days. Because that’s where our relationships grow and mature, and where we build the story of our lives. On ordinary days when we work, and the toddler cries, and life just is. It’s beautiful too.
In other words, I have been too busy enjoying life to post much the last few weeks!
Happy weekend friends!