Whoa! It's been ages since I last posted...

From my last post a million years ago, it's obvious that I got pregnant. But I didn't get pregnant in October like I thought I would. I got pregnant on Christmas morning! How AWESOME right!? Well, now I have a beautiful, bouncing, chubby baby girl! Her name is Evalynn Skye. She's absolutely perfect and made her arrival into the world 9/12/12 at 7lb15.4oz and 20.75" long! I never would have imagined motherhood to be so rewarding and I LOVE it! Upon having my baby girl, something changed inside me. We now eat healthy, organic, whole foods and I'm kind of a hippie ;) I will be posting more now that I have the Blogger app on my phone. I'm addicted.. It's actually pretty sad.

Robitussin/Guafinesin + sex = babies!

Hey guys...it is me again! Today, I am going to talk about some pretty detailed stuff! I guess this is turning into a TTC blog ;p I have been using opks for 2 months now and have learned a lot about my body. I also learned I do NOT ovulate like I thought! Biologically, women are supposed to ovulate around 14 days before their period, I do not lol I don't ovulate until day 19 on average! I am going to ovulate tomorrow, I am sure because my opk this morning was almost positive and it is right around my normal range, HALLOWEEN OVULATION!! Wish me luck! If you've read my other post, I talked about the miscarriage in May of this year. I conceived in February..cold season I believe Robitussin is to blame because i have not fallen pregnant all summer! This time, I've taken it just to test my theory. Everyday for the last three days, and until my opks go completely negative again. If everything goes right, OH will be getting a positive pregnancy test for his birthday 11/15. If not, he gets to deal with PMS and a cranky fiance ;p Keep your fingers crossed! I will update :) if I gain any readers, I will post my symptoms per DPO as well :) see you November 14th!

Dealing with a loss. missed miscarriage

Okay, it has been quite a while since I've been here but I think I'm back to stay. Reading my last blog, fuck, I have come a LONG way since then. I apparently "let it peril" with my last relationship. I had no idea what the hell I was talking about LOL I'm with a different person now, planning my wedding and trying for baby #2. Wow! How do you do all that with a baby? You ask? I don't. I had a missed miscarriage and a D&C in May of this year. Worst fucking thing to ever happen in my life. In 5 months, I have become VERY familiar with what a cervix is, how it works, what its job is and the thousands of TTC terms. See! There is one right there. I'm a pretty bitter person now-a-days, but have your child sucked and scraped out of you and see if you're the same person afterwards...betcha won't be. Anyway, our journey to Pregnancy #2 Baby #1 has been a long one. I've had an array of blood tests done and found that I've got MTHFR (ill let you Google that) and a few other blood clotting disorders. I guess I was lucky that I didn't get the whole "its just bad luck" spiel but I'd rather be 8 months pregnant than be told I have more shit wrong with me. Also sucks watching our friends pregnancy progress while ours terminated. Oh! Did I forget to mention that!? Here's the story.. My Last Menstrual Period when I got pregnant was February 21. Hers, February 22. Soooo, yeah we definitely got pregnant at the same time. She's about to pop with a baby girl and here I am. Flat as a board, empty and alone. Don't get me wrong, I envy this girl. It's turned to hatred and bitterness, but can anyone really blame me? She wanted all the glory from the get go, now she's got it. Anyway, getting over losing the baby was rough, maybe we are insane, but we decided it was a girl, named her Evangeline and made a memory box with her only living sonogram dvd and pictures. Funny how this box is nearly full and she was only alive 9 weeks. It has made it easier than obsessing over what the sex of the baby might have been or what it might have looked like. As far as I'm concerned, she's my baby girl, and she looks like a little bean with the most beautiful heartbeat I've ever heard. Daddy still has a hard time. 200lbs of man still drops to the floor in buckets of tears when something reminds him of her. I honestly think its been harder on him than me somehow. So far, I've had 17 blood tests done. I've still got 2 more to go and he needs to get his karyotype done. 6 months later almost and we are still dealing with this miscarriage bullshit, when will it be over with!? I'm on a daily baby aspirin regimen along with folic acid now. "In the case of pregnancy, pop pills HERE" that's absolutely what I feel like. This shit has taken all the fun, excitement and joy out of getting pregnant and replaced it with anxiety, fear and worry. I know I shouldn't wallow in self pity. I know I'm not the only one to have a miscarriage. But still, this shit sucks. So bad. And I'm sure to the woman who has lost one or more of her own, this is an interesting read. Maybe we should be warned that a miscarriage lasts a lifetime. Rather than be told, "time heals all wounds". Not this wound. I know you can say the same.

Bring that spark back into the relationship, or let it peril. You decide!

Hi guys! Fiesty here, this is my first time blogging here but with the way my mind wanders throughout the day I don't see myself having any problems acquiring regular readers! So wants to talk about relationships. Well, almost everyone really. So let's get to typing!

I'm an 18 year old girl, but don't take me lightly. I'm quite educated in this field. More than likely, I've been there, done that and finally realize what I should have done.

About 7 months ago my ex-fiance and I broke up. He was completely stuck on me, but I just realized suddenly one day I wasn't ready for what he wanted. So I left, and kind of sort of accidentally fell madly and stupidly in love with his best friend. OOPS! Oh well, I live with him now, he's 26 and he really is a great man. Aside from a few flaws. Such as....Arrogant, inconsiderate, rude, STUBBORN, egotistical, and has a very big attitude. He's not much for the "moving forward" in relationships. I know what I have to do though. I need to just simply, go away... When I was in Florida for a week, he wanted to marry me, have babies with me and spend the rest of forever with me in his arms. I got home and things were absolutely phenomenal between us for about 2 months. I think it's time to take off again...and stay away. I love him with all my heart, but I also know that it is natural human nature to follow who we feel we absolutely cannot live without. Men are like wolves, they love the hunt. When the deer is dead and there is nothing left but a rotting carcas, they are done with it and move on. Think of the deer as the love between you and your partner. You need to keep him sniffing you out, trying to predict what your next move will be. But if you are where my partner are in our relationship, it's too far gone for that. But there is still time if there is still a pulse in that deer. GO AWAY! Make him miss you, he will soon miss what has been there all along. If he doesn't, it wasn't meant to be. BUT GIRLS! BEWARE! If you are not 100% committed to moving on, and you come back without him begging on his knees, you have ruined everything, he will never take you seriously again. Trust me, I know.

That's enough for today, be sure to stay posted for more a few times a week! I do have a job, so I can't blog all day, as much as I'd LOVE to :)

Take care loves!!