I had forgotten what it was like to be pregnant. Actually I hadn't, I was just hoping it would be different. It's not. The only difference this time is that I'm not absolutely petrified. I'm trying to take the time to enjoy this pregnancy, but there's really not much to enjoy at this point. Mostly it's just being queasy when I'm not actually being ill. The worst part so far has been the withdrawal from Effexxor. Being that I have OCD, Anxiety issues and Depression, that's been my drug of choice for over 3 years to keep the madness at bay. I'd heard that the withdrawal alone could send you over the edge, but I had no idea. That combined with hormone induced random sobbing and vomiting makes this particular pregnant woman want to subject herself to a medically induced coma.
So I'm entering my 8th week, when the books and Dr.'s start saying it's ok to tell people your pregnant. I still feel nervous about it because...it's so early! Right now I'm walking around with something the approximate size of a Fava bean with a heartbeat just hanging out in my innards. We've had the first sonogram (which was so ridiculously exciting and humbling that of course I almost cried with joy...hell I'll cry at anything these days). So far the highlights of this pregnancy have been as follows:
8.15.09: Declare pride at not having vomited at all during pregnancy so far. Not 2 minutes later, I'm hanging my head over the toilet doing exactly that. That'll show me.
8.16.09: Still at it
8.17.09: Take Em to school for her Open House and nearly sob at finding her name on her class list, realizing that my first baby is in second grade. Find out what triggered the vomit fest. Plan on avoiding it like the plague.
8.18.09: First pregnant lady blog entry.
Goals for today:
Not vomit
Laundry
First Day of School Prep
Not Vomit.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Prostate Cancer is No Joke...
Prostate Cancer is No Joke...
Originally uploaded by The Paper Doll
So, things have been hectic. A couple of months ago, my father-in-law was diagnosed with prostate cancer. Since then, a plan of action has been implemented and tomorrow is the surgery date. We're all a bit nervous and stressed but we'll be glad to have it over with. Of course it means a longish recovery for my FIL and more work for my MIL but I have faith that we'll get through this just fine.
We've all been coping by making jokes and drawing closer to one another. Justin has been calling every Sunday since he found out and he's planning on moving back to VA in August. I wish cancer wasn't what drew us closer but I'm glad for the closeness. Early tomorrow, Marshall, Emily and I will drive up to Reston VA to sit with Sandra through the procedure. She's planning on playing non-stop solitaire games while Emily and I work on her school work and Marshall helps.
Marshall hasn't shown many signs of stress except for the fact that he snapped at me at the reunion this past weekend. It was ugly and brief and I got scrapbooking adhesives as a makeup gift so all is well. I'm just ready to have this past us. I want so much for this surgery to be the end of the cancer battle, but I know better. All I can do is pray and be supportive and learn as much as I can so I can help as much as possible.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
It's OVER!
YAY! The yard sale is done! As of 4pm yesterday, I am officially done with the big merch warehouse and yard sale...for now. We're doing it again in October, but let's not dwell on the future! Now I can get back to stressing about centerpieces and fashion shows. Hooray!
Friday, April 3, 2009
When it rains...
WOW!
I have been massively busy for the past month and a half. It's all so very exciting. I have met new people, possibly made new friends, and really branched out. I know that this was a goal I set myself this year, but I had NO idea it would start happening this fast. "This fast? Sasha, it's April" you may say. For me, that's fast. I figured it'd take at least until Fall for me to establish friendships and find something to get me out of the house. I figured out the secret to making new friends...look amongst acquaintances of old. I'm the type of girl who simply barges forward to shake a worthy looking person's hand and suddenly latch on like a barnacle if they reciprocate one tenth of my interest. This has almost always ended in disaster. Ever since an unfortunate end to a unequal friendship a few years ago, I've become reclusive and wary of making friends. I'm still friendly, but I'm hesitant to let anyone in to my life. I know that this can't be healthy. A girl needs friends, and while my husband is my one true friend that's always there for me and knows me best, it's nice to be able to girl talk with other girls.
So I've managed to re-connect with someone who's also a married mom in the same situation I am, but she's far better connected and so much more organized. I've been helping her with a really cool yard sale to benefit a local music resource center for kids. Musictoday (www.musictoday.com) has been awesome in donating old merch that's no longer viable on the site. There's a HUGE warehouse of the stuff. For the past three weeks or so we've been sorting through the stuff and organizing it and boxing it up for transportation. It's been interesting and sometimes boring, as all repetitive tasks can be, but it's gotten me out of the house and made me feel useful. I've also had quite a lot of fun hanging out with B. The yard sale happens on Saturday and we'll be happy to see the tail end of that.
Immediately after the yard sale ends, I'll be diving into making centerpieces for a charity dinner that coincides with the fashion show I'm doing makeup for and the wedding the next day that I'm also doing makeup for.
I also got a really cool call yesterday from a really talented photographer. Check out her site at www.andreashirey.com . Her stuff is AMAZING. She's looking for a couple of makeup artists that she feels confident in working with for some projects. This is why I need to get my portfolio together. I kept the poor woman on the phone for an hour just yammering on. I need to be careful of that. I just get so excited!
So yeah, excitement abounds. Oh yeah, and then there's J, who is an amazing crafter that I try to get together with once a week. She's fantastic. I'm hoping a friendship grows out of that too. Ok, my laptop is running out of juice and I need to plug it in, I also need breakfast and I seriously need to do laundry. I'm off at breakneck speed!
I have been massively busy for the past month and a half. It's all so very exciting. I have met new people, possibly made new friends, and really branched out. I know that this was a goal I set myself this year, but I had NO idea it would start happening this fast. "This fast? Sasha, it's April" you may say. For me, that's fast. I figured it'd take at least until Fall for me to establish friendships and find something to get me out of the house. I figured out the secret to making new friends...look amongst acquaintances of old. I'm the type of girl who simply barges forward to shake a worthy looking person's hand and suddenly latch on like a barnacle if they reciprocate one tenth of my interest. This has almost always ended in disaster. Ever since an unfortunate end to a unequal friendship a few years ago, I've become reclusive and wary of making friends. I'm still friendly, but I'm hesitant to let anyone in to my life. I know that this can't be healthy. A girl needs friends, and while my husband is my one true friend that's always there for me and knows me best, it's nice to be able to girl talk with other girls.
So I've managed to re-connect with someone who's also a married mom in the same situation I am, but she's far better connected and so much more organized. I've been helping her with a really cool yard sale to benefit a local music resource center for kids. Musictoday (www.musictoday.com) has been awesome in donating old merch that's no longer viable on the site. There's a HUGE warehouse of the stuff. For the past three weeks or so we've been sorting through the stuff and organizing it and boxing it up for transportation. It's been interesting and sometimes boring, as all repetitive tasks can be, but it's gotten me out of the house and made me feel useful. I've also had quite a lot of fun hanging out with B. The yard sale happens on Saturday and we'll be happy to see the tail end of that.
Immediately after the yard sale ends, I'll be diving into making centerpieces for a charity dinner that coincides with the fashion show I'm doing makeup for and the wedding the next day that I'm also doing makeup for.
I also got a really cool call yesterday from a really talented photographer. Check out her site at www.andreashirey.com . Her stuff is AMAZING. She's looking for a couple of makeup artists that she feels confident in working with for some projects. This is why I need to get my portfolio together. I kept the poor woman on the phone for an hour just yammering on. I need to be careful of that. I just get so excited!
So yeah, excitement abounds. Oh yeah, and then there's J, who is an amazing crafter that I try to get together with once a week. She's fantastic. I'm hoping a friendship grows out of that too. Ok, my laptop is running out of juice and I need to plug it in, I also need breakfast and I seriously need to do laundry. I'm off at breakneck speed!
Monday, March 30, 2009
OMG!
Today, I fulfilled a high school fantasy of mine. I met Henry Rollins. Yes, the Henry Rollins of Black Flag. Yes, the Henry Rollins that does spoken word. Yes, that Henry Rollins, the one who did guest vocals on that Tool song, you know "I'm naked and fearless,and my fear is naked!". That Henry Rollins.
I'm sure I don't seem like a Henry Rollins fan, but I am. Why? Because he's funny, intelligent and HARD CORE about rock. Actually, he's one of the few people in the world whom I believe to just be plain old Hard Core. He happened to be at the same business establishment I was at and my husband and the receptionist were cool enough to get me to meet him. I've got a pic on my cellphone. As soon as I remember where the cable went that allows me to sync my phone with my laptop, it's SO getting uploaded onto my machine and posted absolutely every bloody where. I'm probably going to scrapbook about it too. I'm just that jazzed.
I was so excited to meet him, I actually kissed him on the cheek. Embarrassing but true. After that i managed to keep from totally geeking out. He talked to me for like, fifteen minutes. In all that time, did I manage to say anything cool? Probably not. Does it matter? Not really. Why? Because the guy has probably already forgotten about me. And you know what? I'm cool with that. I'm just happy I got to meet him.
Of course, in all my girlish daydreaming about meeting Mr. Rollins, I imagined myself well groomed, good smelling and intelligent. Instead I'd just come from the bat cave (my nickname for the warehouse attic where the sorting for the big charity yard-sale is happening), I was covered in dust and filth, smelled like a hot sweaty mess, hair all sticking up everywhere, no makeup and wearing flip-flops with my leather jacket. Um...HELLO?! Flip-Flops and a leather jacket? Really? I knew I was going to regret that decision when I left the house but I was too lazy to find a pair of socks and sit down long enough to get my sneakers on. Oh well. I still met Henry Rollins.
What an awesome day.
I'm sure I don't seem like a Henry Rollins fan, but I am. Why? Because he's funny, intelligent and HARD CORE about rock. Actually, he's one of the few people in the world whom I believe to just be plain old Hard Core. He happened to be at the same business establishment I was at and my husband and the receptionist were cool enough to get me to meet him. I've got a pic on my cellphone. As soon as I remember where the cable went that allows me to sync my phone with my laptop, it's SO getting uploaded onto my machine and posted absolutely every bloody where. I'm probably going to scrapbook about it too. I'm just that jazzed.
I was so excited to meet him, I actually kissed him on the cheek. Embarrassing but true. After that i managed to keep from totally geeking out. He talked to me for like, fifteen minutes. In all that time, did I manage to say anything cool? Probably not. Does it matter? Not really. Why? Because the guy has probably already forgotten about me. And you know what? I'm cool with that. I'm just happy I got to meet him.
Of course, in all my girlish daydreaming about meeting Mr. Rollins, I imagined myself well groomed, good smelling and intelligent. Instead I'd just come from the bat cave (my nickname for the warehouse attic where the sorting for the big charity yard-sale is happening), I was covered in dust and filth, smelled like a hot sweaty mess, hair all sticking up everywhere, no makeup and wearing flip-flops with my leather jacket. Um...HELLO?! Flip-Flops and a leather jacket? Really? I knew I was going to regret that decision when I left the house but I was too lazy to find a pair of socks and sit down long enough to get my sneakers on. Oh well. I still met Henry Rollins.
What an awesome day.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
In which someone tries to turn my home into a drive through.
Emergency crew gossips
Originally uploaded by The Paper Doll
So...we're sitting in the living room, all kinds of mellow, trying to get Em to bed when we hear a revving noise. Then there are a set of headlights glowing into the window to accompany the revving noise. Now when you live on a street with some car traffic this isn't toooo unusual. When the revving and headlights are coming from the direction of your side yard, the one that doesn't have a street associated with it...that can't be good.
M called 911, I got the kid settled and then went out to see what was up, what with having had minor EMT training in HS. When I got there she was seizing. I did what I knew to do. The crew got there quickly and stabilized her, the wrecking crew was there shortly after to remove the car. I hope she's ok.
Our stone wall is cracked a bit but really, I'll take a cracked stone wall over no living room wall any day.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
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