My name is Robin. I live to create - anything I can do with my hands and my head. I'm a messy creator - an imperfect creator who loves beauty and aesthetic with a real edge. This isn't a blog about perfection - its a blog about the beauty in real life - the small triumphs and epic failures - trying to get homework done with a tired 5 year old after a 12 hour day and still getting a smidge of weaving in before the crash. Figuring out what the dream is when you finally realize its not the house and the car. Its about not letting the years get the best of you and cherishing all that you love in life. Mostly its just a place for me to put all the things that I love and that inspire me.
Nothing special to report except that I am happy and life is good. A little exhausting since Kenji is not sleeping through the night anymore, but so very happy. I went to yoga today for the first time in a long time, Kenji is 4 month old today (pictures coming soon) cuter than ever and is laughing and smiling all the time now, I am busy at work, and have a cozy little home, a sweet hubby and a cute kitty. I feel very blessed today. Also heard good news that another couple in our adoption group made a match! But also bad news that another couple had a let down. It makes me feel so good when I hear someone else had good news. I still feel a little self conscious of our good fortune sometimes when I know that others who I care about are still going through the grind of fertility issues or waiting on adoption. I can only remember how happy and yet deeply sad I was when I would hear of another friend who had a baby when we were still having such a hard time so I think I am hyper sensitive to the issue. I planned a brunch with a couple of my friends that I met during family planning group counseling. One of them has just had a baby through donor egg. The other is still trying to make a decision about how she and her husband want to move forward. So two of us are bring babies to brunch, this is a hard decision because how will our other friend feel? Will it make her sad? How much should you hold back? So now we are at a cross roads with both groups, adoption and fertility, where some couples are starting to have babies and some are still waiting. This is hard because although you want to celebrate the success you don't want to hurt your friends who you know are happy for you but every joy is like a little twinge of pain in their hearts. Anyway, I am thinking of my friends who are not there yet and praying that they will get their answers soon. I guess I had better hit the hay, after all ten o'clock is the new midnight!
Hi bloggers! Well a lot of things have happened since my last post. I started back to work, Obaasan and Ojiisan (Grandma and Grandpa, Brian's Mom and Dad) came to visit for a week. Brian's Mom and Dad loved Kenji! And he loved them! I wish we had grandparents who lived here because I am so not thrilled with daycare right now. Kenji started day care got a cold and diaper rash a week after starting. I felt like we had chosen a pretty good one, we had a friend who's daughter was there and they liked it. But I am finding that they are not doing the things I am asking them to with Kenji, the different care givers are not communicating with each other so when I tell them to feed him on the left side I come in to pick him up and they are feeding on the right side etc... there are several things like that. I am laying it on the line with thier director on Monday. I mean it is hard enough to talk yourself into feeling ok about leaving your child with someone else every day, the least I want is the peace of mind that they are doing what he needs to be happy and healthy and not merely keeping him alive. I am looking into a daycare downtown that would be close to our work so I could drop in during the day and at lunch, unfortunately they do not have an opening until January. Here is a picture of his first day of daycare. Today we also enjoyed spending the afternoon at Kenji's birth family's house celebrating his big sister Emiko's 2nd birthday. It was a fun day and it was so adorable how Emi was giving Kenji hugs and kisses all day! I am so glad we are developing a close relationship with Allie and her family. I want Kenji to be close to his sister. Otherwise Kenji is developing into a sweet mellow little guy. I loved him from the minute we brought him home, but lately I just feel so much love for him it is almost painful. My heart just ooozes love when I look at him!
Ok, I have been having A LOT of thoughts since my post of the baby in the picture. Mostly about my statements on God and faith and feelings of granting or denying of prayers and such. There were a few things that I wrote that prompted me to think more deeply on this subject. Number one the thought that God had heard my prayers. I think I say that because it is an easy way to describe how I feel, but in reality that is kind of a cop out simply because when you get right down to it, I don't belive that God is a guy hanging out somewhere granting favors and doling out happienss or pain. Naturally as any American Methodist Texas raised good girl my first instinct is to think that way and describe my misfortunes and blessings this way. But last night rocking Kenji I thought I had done myself an injustice. Especially since at one time I was passionate to be a religious studies major in college. Hahahaha! Get that, going from Joseph Campbell to Karl Lagerfeld! Well that is what college is for right! I continue to think what I meant by those statements and what I really think about God and Kenji and suffering. Wow - the questions all mankind has thought about for eternity right? I came up with a few thoughts in the rocking chair last night. One - I believe in God for sure. I do not believe he is a dude sitting somewhere deciding things or really even listening to us. So my statement in my previous post was a little misleading. I do believe he is an entity of infathomable omnipotence, I think he is a combination of Karma and Chi. Fate and life force. God is everything that ties it all together, life force and "what is written". So if I don't belive that he answered my prayers then how do I explain my suffering and my deliverance from suffering? I had a hard time thinking back on my past and how my prayers were answered. I think they were and I tend to fall back on easy ways of explaining things, well... because they are easy. I have been in the past a student of Bhuddhism. In my 20's I hung out in lots of Hindu and Budhist temples and one thing hung into my brain, karma. Later in life I traveled to India and I learned a lot about the Indian philosophy which differs a great deal from the western due to the concept of Karma - fate. Because Karma is not only "you reap what you sow" (that is the way westerners take it) it's what is written for you by God for this lifetime, your fate. You can change it, but only so much because you are here to learn a lesson. When I go back to this teaching I tend to see God a lot more clearly. Not as a dude deciding my fate. I see that the suffering I have faced was because there was something I had to learn. Maybe some people need to learn to be profoundly sad before they can be elatedly happy. Maybe I would have never seen Kenji's face as clearly if I had not cried a million tears to clear my eyes.
Today we had to make the hard decision to have our sweet kitty Echo who has been with us for 16 years put to sleep. Echo, you filled our lives with joy, happiness and love. We will miss you terribly sweet friend.
Yesterday I had a very moving and emotional realization with Kenji, one that I want to record here to remind me of how blessed I am to have him, though I am not likely to forget that. Also I think this story may help someone else who has faced times when they question if they will ever have "their" child or question the reason why some of us suffer so much for that child. I had all those feelings and sometime the "wisdom" of others that this was in God's plan seemed absolutely ridiculous to me, I could not see how any of the things I experienced could possibly be part of a plan or have any meaning other than just being horrible. I have never been big on writing about the "dark times" when Brian and I went through all of our losses. Mainly because there have never been words that could convey my feelings during those times, and the feelings were just too powerful for me to ever write. However I think I have to put it down here otherwise the relevance of my "moment" with Kenji yesterday looses some of the power of it's emotion. About 5 years ago Brian and I started getting serious about starting a family. We were pretty lucky because the first real try after I got off the pill we got pregnant. Of course we told everyone right away. Unfortunately we found out in my 13th week that our baby had a trisomy 18, a severe genetic disorder. He would have had a huge cystic hygroma on his neck, he probably would have needed feeding tubes because trisomy 18 babies have mouth and throat malformations which make it difficult to feed, he would have been profoundly mentally disabled and maybe would never have smiled or laughed. He probably would not have lived for a year. If I said this was the hardest decision we ever made, it would be a vast understatement. We decided to end the pregnancy. We had to do it at an abortion clinic and Brian held my hand. I felt like my soul was being ripped right out of me, here is the part that words don't work. About a year later we were pregnant again, with the assurances that these things very rarely if ever repeat themselves. Sure enough we got past the 13th week and our first trimester genetic tests and found our baby boy was healthy and genetically sound and everything was perfect. We sat at a coffee shop afterward and cried because the awful time was over. We were finally going to have our family. We announced the pregnancy to everyone over the next two weeks. At 15 weeks I had contractions, too early for the meds that stop labor to work. I gave birth to our son Carlton Graff who weighed 1 ounce and lived for a few minutes. This time was even harder than the first time for us. So bad that my body rebelled against me and I had to have 2 back surgeries. 2 years later I was pregnant again. During this time I was working in the newborn area of Target. I can tell you that this was very hard for me. Being around baby clothes and baby pictures constantly. It was not an easy time. There was a picture of a baby that someone had printed to hang on a rolling rack to divide the clothes into categories and during my 3rd pregnancy I became obsessed with that picture. It was of a chubby baby boy with dark brown eyes, fat dimpled checks, and curly black hair. He was wearing a little white t-shirt. This baby became my fantasy baby, the baby I knew Brian and I would have someday. Well I don't have to tell you that I miscarried the 3rd baby. This time at 8 weeks. I miscarried at home over the Thanksgiving holidays and went straight back to work afterward. I was haunted by that baby picture, he was there everyday looking at me, and I began to feel like I would certainly never have him. God or fate or whoever did not want me to have him for sure. 6 month later I was pregnant again. This time everything seemed to be going well and we just knew that it was not possible to loose another, all the doctors we saw felt that we still had a great chance of coming through a pregnancy successfully since all our incidents were independent in the causes and not linked to any one problem. One day at 10 weeks along I told Brian that I didn't feel sick. I knew then that I had lost the baby. He said I was just getting over the sick feeling, but when I went for an ultrasound the next day the baby had died the day before. We found out from genetic testing that it was another boy. This time as soon as I could manage to get out of the house I went to the book store and bought every book I could on adoption. The thought that we would adopt was the only thing that sustained me through that 4th loss. Needless to say adoption was not as immediate as I had hoped. We spent a year in counseling to manage and deal with our grief, and to find an agency. And I had to make a lot of adjustments during that time. For one I had to start letting go of that baby in the picture. I had to realize that we might adopt a girl, or a blond blue eyed bald baby, or a Hispanic or African American baby. I also struggled with my grief quite a lot during that year. I could not reconcile myself with all of those losses. Everyone would tell me, it is God's way of dealing with a baby that would not have been healthy, yet 3 out of our 4 babies were genetically healthy and there was no reason for their loss so that did not fly with me. This seemed like pointless suffering to me and I felt for a long time that somehow we were being punished. Maybe not by God per-say, but somehow we had done things wrong, started trying to late, maybe we didn't want a baby badly enough to deserve one, maybe we wouldn't be good parents, I think if any of you have been in similar situations of having to make sense of things that just do not make sense you will understand that grasping at ridiculous ideas because you need so badly to have a reason, it so hard to have no reason. We did so much healing during the adoption process. Then of course we brought home Kenji, which brings me to the whole point of this long tirade (no it was not just to get you to feel sorry for me). Kenji has been getting plump and smiley lately and he was sitting in my lap grinning and laughing at me and I realized that he is the spitting image of the dream baby from the picture. Ok ya'll knew that was coming right. The thing is that suddenly it all finally made sense to me. Not just in my head but I felt it in my heart. If I had not lost all those babies I would not be holding this dream baby in my arms right now. He is the one I was waiting for. I truly cant believe that we got, not just any baby, but THE baby, the right baby for us. I must say it still seems like we had to pay an awfully high price in heartache, I mean was all of that really totally needed? But now I know that God heard our prayers. I am not a terribly religious person but I will tell you that it enough to make me a little more faithful in the future. Anyway, I hope that if anyone out there is struggling or wondering when,and why and how, I hope you will take courage from this story, because believe me I have come from the depths of despair (for real) to this place of happiness, so I know it will happen for those of you out there waiting. You are waiting not just for a baby but for the right baby to find you. I hope someday that I can help others with our story because I took so much hope from the stories I heard on our journey through both infertility and adoption. Thank you God and Allie for this beautiful boy who I love so much. The baby from the picture.
I just read through all my previous posts. Wow, I can't believe all that has happened since I started this blog in January! I have really enjoyed keeping this little journal. I have always liked looking back on past events and memories and I really want to keep up with this blog. Even though I know I may not have time to post as much as I would like I am going to turn over anew leaf and try to get something posted fairly regularly again. We had a pretty good weekend. We spent most of Saturday at Ikea which really tried Brian's patience since he had little love of slow meandering somewhat rude people stopping in front of him constantly. It is so hot that even though I wanted to go to the uptown art fair I don't think Kenji would have made it. His travel system seat is lined with black suede and he gets super hot in there. We FINALLY put some window treatments up in our front room, something we have been meaning to do for years and have never done. Now our grumpy mailman can't peep in at me while I am feeding Kenji. On the sad side of things, I think our white kitty Echo is really in his last days. We are having to give him so many meds and he is so tired and lethargic, I feel like we need to make "the decision" soon. That decision will be a very hard one for me. We have had Echo for about 16 years. He is a very old kitteh and I love him, he has been with us through a lot of good and bad times. Kenji the kawaii baby had his first shots at the doctor today and even though he screamed bloody murder he actually handled it better than I expected. We are getting things lined up for him to start daycare. I have to go back to work in 2 1/2 weeks and I am dreading it and looking forward to it at the same time. I am posting a cute pic of my boys in orange.
Yes, it has been a long time since I have posted anything. Anyway, I'm sure no one is checking this ol blog anymore since I never write. Well I don't have much computer time anymore! The free time I do have is spent trying to keep the house clean, getting out on the town with my 2 boys and if I have time after that I try to get a few stitches in on the side. Kenji is a dream come true! Right now he is smiling and he loves looking at Brian and I. His favorite thing is for us to talk and talk and talk to him. He loves it when I tell him stories in a very animated voice, he just is so interested! It is hilarious and so cute. He is also sleeping all the way through the night now, at only 2 months old! I am so happy! I am not really looking forward to going back to work in 3 weeks. I should have a lot of pictures to post soon because Brian and I are attending an all night camping wedding next weekend. Our good friends Erin and James are gettin hitched! Yay!We will not be staying all night even though Donette is babysitting all night. I figured we should try to get home and get a little rest because Kenji will be up early and wanting a bottle. Ahhhhh the life of a parent, so different, but I can hardly even remember what it was like before. I am really looking forward to fall. I love fall and I think the next months will be a lot of fun. Up until January through March, those months suck. In December it will be one year since we started on our adoption journey. We have been so lucky, I remember last Christmas I prayed that by the next Christmas we would be coming home with a family addition and it has happened. But being a parent is not all that easy and not always fun, I would be lying if I said it was always great. I have been more tired than I have ever been in my life. REALLY! But Kenji is so worth it. Pics of Kenji the Kawaii:
I am thinking how I need to get started on a baby book for Kenji. Even though I have one I am not crazy about all the pages and I think I could do a much better one on my own. Only problem is finding the money and the time to make a book. I want to have pages about our adoption journey, Kenji's birth family, etc... Even though I did find some adoption baby books on line I am not crazy about any of them. Hmmmm, well I had better get started huh? I will post some of the pages as I go hopefully!
Kenji smiled this morning. I think it was a real smile, it looked different from the gassy smiles. He also is WAY more interested in his toys now, I think he can see them better. Another great thing is that when I hold him on my lap he already holds his head up and looks around! I don't think babies are supposed to do that for a couple more weeks! What can I say, he is a smart, cute and very strong boy! I love that pickle! Maybe soon I will be able to get a video or picture of him smiling!
Well, of course knitting and crocheting has taken a back seat in my life, but I still managed to make this little hat and these silly little sandals for Kenji the noblett. He hates hats so he probably will never wear it. And the shoes are still a little too big. I have a cute t shirt with brown cactus print and jeans to go with the shoes that I will put him in when he is a little bigger.
I wish I had more time to blog, I was really enjoying it. However our little bean Kenji is taking more and more time, which is good because I love him to pieces. We are trying new things every day. Right now I am struggling to get him on a "schedule". He is very happy sometimes and very very upset a lot of the time. I think this is due to several things. One I think he has bad gas sometimes so I am trying Mylicon but I am still working out the most effective dosage for him. Also I have let him get into some bad habits unknowingly already, like staying awake till he is way overstimulated and then he can't fall asleep because he is too wound up. This leads to bouts of crazy crying that does not abate unless I carry him or rock him constantly. Also Granny and Pappo and Uncle Jay were here last weekend. There were so many new faces and lots of hands to pop the passie back in or pick him up and rock him, I am afraid now Mommy's two limited hands are not quite as wonderful! Kenji is the cutest little boy. He weighs about 8 pounds now and is getting chunk on his little legs and chin. I just love him to death. My favorite time is when I tickle his back or rock him to sleep, he is so sweet I can't get enough of him. I just need to really work on getting him happy so that I can start thinking about having a routine again. I need to know when I can shower and go out with him etc... Well here are some adorable pics that Uncle Jay took.
Kenji found out that Mommy dancing around with him in her arms to Dandy Warhols is way more entertaining than sleeping in the bouncy chair to lullaby music. So that is what we have done all morning since 7:00. This is the first day Brian is back at work so I am trying to get what little I can done while he sleeps. He is so cute! I love him so much. His little belly button fell off last night so he is now a grown up baby. Here is the latest video.
I have to say, the first couple of days with Kenji I had a terrible nervous stomach. It is getting better now though. He is such a good eater and sleeper. He really only cries when he gets his diaper changed otherwise he is a very happy fellow and he sleeps a good 3 hours between feedings and then eats a lot. His weight is almost back up to his birth weight already and the doc was very pleased with him yesterday. I love him to pieces, and I have never seen Brian so smitten. Brian actually clutches his heart when he looks at Kenji! Even the cats are being good, even though they are not thrilled about this situation. I was hoping for a sunny day because he is still a little bit jaundice and the doc wanted us to put him in his diaper by the window or hold him outside in the shade a bit for some sun. Oh, I love him so much!
Today we went to visit Allie and Kenji in the hospital. I loved holding Kenji. He is the most beautiful little thing ever. And his little head is so soft. He looks so cute with Brian, he looks like a little doll he is so perfect! I love the picture with Emi his big sister helping to feed the baby! She is adorable! Tomorrow is the big day! We pick him up from the hospital. Oh I hope he loves us, because we love him so much already. Funny I haven't cried yet, I think because I am running on adrenalin right now. I think once we get home and settled in it will hit me. It feels strangely like getting married did! Waiting and waiting for that big day and keeping emotions and nerves at bay and then after everything has happened and you have some quiet time it dawns on you, my whole life is different in such a wonderful way. Oh my gosh it is going to be a wonderful and interesting summer for sure!
He was born at 2:52 AM. 7 lbs 1oz, 19" long. He is reported to have lots of hair and dimples just like both his birth mom and his adoptive mommy and daddy! He is a Gemini Tiger (Marilyn Monroe was also) which means he will be a charmer and probably a social butterfly as well. I can't wait to see him, it is sure going to be a long day waiting for tomorrow!
I am starting to feel VERY nervous. I am praying that everything goes as planned. I know, I know, if it was meant to be it will happen. For some reason that is easier to believe when you are looking in from the outside. I don't know why I have this perpetual lump in my stomach tonight.
Hi blogland, this is a quicky before I go back to bed for the day! Sorry I have been missing in action for so long. Not only have we been swamped with getting ready for Kenji, but also with getting everything wrapped up at work to be off on our family leave. Also of all the times, I have decided to get a terrible cold. So I have not been able to do much of anything except cling to a tissue box under a pile of blankies. I did make it to our baby shower yesterday. It brought tears to my eyes because at times through these tough years I thought that this day would never come for us. We have so many wonderful friends who have been beside us every step of the way and will be there every step of the way once we finally have our little Kenji bean. I was just fantasizing in my medicine/snot induced stupor how much I am looking forward to holding him on my tummy outside in the shade on the lounger this summer, kissing his soft head and telling him stories, about Allie his birth mom, his sister Emi, me and brian (mommy and daddy!)how much we all love him, getting to know him and bond with him. It will be a nice summer for sure! Allie is to be induced on Tuesday, we will go for a hospital visit the day after Kenji's birth and then pick him up when he is released. I am thinking so much about Allie and her family. I really think we will all grow to have a great relationship, but I know it is hard for them and I wish there was more I could do. I can't help feeling sad that our joy is coming from the pain of someone else. I think I am particularly sensitive to this because for some reason it seems similar to how hard it was for me to be around and hear people who were pregnant be so happy all the time, It always seemed so ironic to me that they were so confident when they could loose their baby at any time, of course that never happened to anyone but us, but I was so aware of how much their joy caused me so much pain. I have to say too, I felt a little guilty at the shower yesterday because a lot of those people were the people who were there to shower us with their love and support, I can help but think that I was so selfish for ever being jealous of their happiness. Anyway enough sad stuff, there is way too much to be happy about! I am so excited! But for now I have to go get some rest so that I can be well for Kenji and to get this cleaned up before he comes home!
First for those of you dying to know an adoption update - we have another meeting on Saturday. We are still so hopeful and excited. Other than that I can't put much down here until we find out more. So you will all have to be content with stories from Boston! Ok first of all we almost didn't make it to Boston at all. After our meeting last Thursday night we were mentally and emotionally drained from all the excitement. We got home pretty late and since we had been so worked up all week about the meeting we hadn't packed, checked our flight time, etc... so we did all of these things really quickly and hit the hay. Got up a 4 in the morning to make our 7:00 flight and were on the way to the airport and I thought "I should check to be sure the flight is on time" WELL when I checked I said CRAP! our flight was at 6:00! We are in the car and it is 5:30. Brian had accidentally looked at the time our connecting flight was leaving Milwaukee to Boston not the time the flight actually left Minneapolis. So we went to the airport with the plan of getting on one of the next 4 flights to Boston that day on standby. Well those flights were oversold, so all day we waited in the airport and every flight we did not get on. Finally at the very last flight of the day at 6:30 PM the plane was late getting into Minneapolis from Milwaukee and a lot of people with connecting flights had to re-route onto other flight to make their connections and we lucked out because we got on that flight! I have never been so get on a plane! We checked into our hotel at 1:00 in the morning and crashed. We wasted half the next day sleeping! Anyway we still had a lot of fun, here's the pics to prove it! Flea marketing in Brimfield Wicked crazy - green singing dood in Brimfield We love lobster yes we do, we love lobster how bout you? Nathanial Hawthorne's birth place. "Yo, is Nate home?" This is my second visit to the Gramercy cemetary. The place facinates me (F'in wicked cool to put it as they do in Boston) and I am not even Goth (well not anymore)
Boy am I pooped! I wish I could write all the things I am feeling. This has been an emotionally draining day. I think our meeting went well but I am not really sure. We liked the family a lot so it remains to be seen if the birth mom will feel the same about us. I think it is a good thing we are going on vacation for a few day because waiting around here all weekend for an update would be torture! Gotta go sleep!
It is upon us (almost), the big meeting. I am insanely nervous and I have so many feelings that are just to big for me to put down here at the moment. This experience is so exciting for us but I don't think I ever would have anticipated being this wound up. I think the reality of how quickly this could happen never sunk in for me, not that quick isn't good, quick is fabulous, but for a very unspontainious person like me it is also nerve wracking. On other fronts the world just keeps getting weirder and more sad. Our friend that I wrote about now has found that her cancer is wide spread in her body and will not be treatable. This has been so hard for us, and our excitement feels a little selfish at this moment when there is such a huge reality check lurking around the corner. But at the same time I guess this should be a wakeup call to enjoy everyday and never let that joy pass you by. Our friend is very brave and amazing woman and I know that is what she would say. Also strangely there have been so many people I know loose family members lately. I don't know what is in the stars this month but everything seems a little surreal to me. Anyway, I have to get 500 things done tonight before our meeting and our vacation so I better sign off!
Well, I had a feeling May would be more eventful! And it has started with a bang! First and foremost in my mind at the moment is that Brian and I have a meeting with a birth mother! We are so excited and nervous! I won't say more than that till after things progress a little, but I have barely been able to keep my head on straight since we got the call on Thursday. Other news was not so good this week. One of our close co-workers who is very young was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer stage 4. This was very shocking to everyone and especially to Brian who worked very closely with her. The sadness has kind of permeated everything this week. Work has been a basket case because we are down one TD so I have been frantic and I am exhausted tonight. Azra was sick last night and scared Ajda with some crazy projectile vomiting, Elvis - Ajda's husband just had surgery and can't move so she came over with Azra and I drove with her to the ER. Poor baby, Azra really did not look good at all, she was moaning and shaking. Anyway after being in the ER for awhile waiting for the doctor to see her she passed a big poot and fell asleep quite peacefully! So we got home about 11:00 and Ajda felt so bad for dragging me out but I told her that I am sure I will be calling her in the middle of the night when we have a baby frantic about something, I mean that's what friends are for right? AND next Friday we leave for our little Boston mini vacation, flea market here I come! I will be knee deep in old buttons and Bakelite jewelry and chowder soon! I think we will paint the baby room this weekend! Will post pics!
Well, I can't say April has been the best month guys. It had it's high points, like turning in our profile for "the book". But overall due to my health crisis it kinda sucked. Things are looking up though and next months blogging is looking more like it may be more interesting! The rash is clearing up (YAY!!!!!!) We are hoping maybe to get a call soon, and we are going to Boston on Vacay in mid May so lots of fun pics! I am somewhat concerned about our adoption web site though, I have us posted several places and we have about 300 views on our first page, but then only about 100 on our subsequent pages. So you think that people don't realize there is more than one page? Hmmmm..... Anyway out with the old tired April and in with the new fun productive May!
Sorry, I have to gripe and bemoan my situation for a while. A few weeks I wrote about a horrible itchy rash that I have had for over a month. Then I deleted it because what a gross thing to post about. But matters have gotten worse. I have seen my GP 2 weeks ago and her prescription did nothing for my problem, so 2 days ago I went to my Dermatologist and she took biopsies which I do not know the results of, and gave me a prescription for Prednasone which no one is supposed to be allergic to, however I guess I am allergic to it! I am now broken out into hives ALL OVER my body and I feel like I have the flu. So today after practically yelling at my dermatologist's receptionists over the phone they finally "squeezed" me in, I drove all the way to Wayzata, got lost, she wrote me another prescription for some cream to use and told me to take Benadryl all weekend. I drove to Target to get the scrip filled, waited 40 minutes, went back to the pharmacy and they told me that I had already filled that prescription 2 days ago! So come to find out my doc wrote me a scrip for the same freakin stuff she had already given me a prescription for! So now I am finally home. I was supposed to go drop off our profile at the adoption agency this afternoon but had to cancel that because as soon as this Benadryl kicks in I will be out. The only good thing that came from it is I found this cute baby sleep and play "give peas a chance" while I was waiting for my already filled prescription. The first baby garment I have gotten.
So I am casting on my first baby item, a baby blanket. It will look like the one above only the green will be gray. I also saw these hilarious swinging owlets that I plan to make as well. I threw in the pic of the crib bedding too to show it all together. Also today I spruced up our profile. We will get it printed and handed over to LSS this week. I am so excited to be in the book!