Tuesday, February 26, 2008

I Feel Pretty

Today Søren and I were preparing to vacuum. I took the lid off the vacuum dirt canister and was dumping all the dirt into the garbage. Søren ran off with the lid to try to put it back on the vacuum.

Then he looked up at me checking on him, smelled the lid, and replied excitedly, "Mmm, smells like momma!"

Nice. At least someone was excited that I smell like dirt.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Too Busy to Blog?!

What has my world come to, right? I really have had multiple things I have wanted to sit down and write out, namely,
musings on Divorce and Remarriage
musings on Lost (yes, the TV show - yes, I am addicted)
musings on How much I miss people up north and down south
musings on The wonderful things happening in my kitchen
musings on The fun people we have met through this raw milk extravaganza
musings on What it means to be a submissive wife
musings on What church is and how it ought to operate, tithing, community, "evangelism", etc
musings on The wonder of our salvation as we approach Easter
musings on The goals and structure of education (for my little ones)

okay - I think that was more for my benefit of being able to come back to those topics later, but you get the idea.

These last few weeks have been a little full (perhaps because I am pregnant and my husband is just starting a new business - ps, the website is working now - oh, and maybe that I still have two others in diapers - maybe soon cloth, or maybe none at all! - and perhaps because I recently joined Facebook and realized you can play Scrabble with your friends on-line - um...or with your husband while he is "at work" downstairs - and I have been TOO consumed with it) I can barely find the time to feed us, let alone keep up with the dishes.

I did want to update the prego recording that we took an at-home test Friday that still says not-pregnant, but I also realized that my explanations earlier of how long it took for Soren and Elliot to "show-up" were misleading. With Soren it was at 6 weeks, and Elliot at 5, because of the strange way they count pregnancy (you're basically 2 weeks pregnant the moment you conceive), and I think I will be 5 weeks on Tuesday (Tuesday the 5th being the first day I am sure that I was pregnant), so we'll do another test at the end of this week so that I can re-schedule that ultrasound (now wishing I really had avoided that unnecessary needle and wouldn't have had to worry about all these crazy false negatives). All that to say, all my prego-symptoms are still present, and I would think I was pregnant even with out the spoon (which still says twins).

Hope to start working on that list of musings soon.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Valentines Day

Last year I made him a special meal and dessert. This year...well, I still haven't uncovered the card I bought and hid for him last year which I just recently found and hid again for this year...alas, we might try to celebrate this weekend - I know the card is hidden somewhere in my book shelf!

Tonight, while we waited for Lost to come on, we made butter! It was very fun. We each had a half gallon jar half full of raw cream and just shook them for 20-25 minutes while we chatted. Then we strained off most of the buttermilk and then I pressed out all the hidden buttermilk during the first half of Lost. Now, I have a roast marinating in raw butter milk, and a nice yellow pound of fresh raw butter in the fridge. It may not sound romantic, but we sure enjoyed our little project.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Prego Update **more updates**

I am increasingly convinced it is twins, and we are already working on names, but, alas, the ultrasound is not scheduled until the 14th of March.

The clinic did offer to give me a blood test that would determine if I am far enough along to do an earlier ultrasound...but that would involve an unnecessary needle. If you refer to my "hit a nerve" post from last June, you will recall that I am not so fond of needles...so I think I will just wait it out.

So we wait - and I eat like it's twins just in case! =)


***Update***
Just keeping those of you who wonder updated.

You'll love this one. I went in for a blood test today to see if I am further along than we think, since there is no "last period" to go by. I just got the results back and "science" says that I am not pregnant at all. Spoon still says twins. ALL of my other pregnancy symptoms are still with us. We still believe we're pregnant.

Funny thing, with both Soren and Elliot the first week or two I was pregnant the tests came back negative. With Elliot, the nurses said not pregnant, and the doctor came back and said pregnant. I think that I just don't make much of the "pregnancy" hormone for the first week or so. That also confirms for me when I thought we conceived (sorry for the T.M.I.), but I was quite sure it was Super Bowl weekend - so I would not even be much more than 10 days along.

Of course, we are also open to other explanations for the spoon movement....like say, ovulation. But, why two signs? Further, it's been positive for too long to be ovulation, because I would be done by now. And, I have many many times used the spoon on people to demonstrate they are not pregnant...it would have likely turned up an ovulation indicator before now.

So...there is the evidence. I will let us all stew on the details and await more "scientific" tests next weekend. I lay this all out in efforts to be honest in the search of the truth of the spoon. I am always open to recanting....but only with sufficient evidence. I actually am a BIG fan of true Science.

Who knows, maybe they swapped my results at the clinic?! You never know what "science" is offering - like the 3 recent deaths from pasteurized milk in Massachusetts! Sure makes me glad I know where my milk comes from.

Saturday, February 9, 2008

Moody Momma!

The last week was totally out of character for me. It was a mood roller coaster! I know I have been stressed, and busy, and disrupting our schedule a bit too much, and deeply missing some friends up north....but still! I have funks occasionally - as I assume we all do - but this was different. I was completely dissatisfied with everything and put out over anything one day, and then totally fine the next and in utter disbelief of my actions from the previous day, only to repeat the dissatisfaction and impatience the following day. AH! Who was this psycho that crawled under my skin! Poor husband! Poor Søren! I am sorry!!

Then it occurred to me that I had also started sleeping with an extra pillow, and that certain activities with the husband had suddenly improved...then the unthinkable dawned on me, and I realized that I should probably break out the trusty spoon (well "trusty" in the sense that it only moves over genuine life...it does nothing over knees and toes and non-pregnant bellies) to make sure I was not pregnant. Surely I would not be ovulating again after 7 SHORT months?!

The spoon hung, and twitched, and Søren watched and interrupted so many times picking up the spoon and asking if there was a baby in momma's belly again, that I could not get a clear reading for far too long to keep my patience. After successfully communicating to Søren that I would not be able to answer him unless he found something else to do for a full minute, I watched the witching spoon again as it began a subtle, but increasing, pendulum swing...a swing I have seen twice before to tell me of two other little lives who have been entrusted to us. Spoons says boy number 3!

I guess our 3-year-spacing plan probably should have involved contraceptives! All the same, we are all getting excited and trying to come up with another name (Søren is totally up for it, and remarks excitedly throughout the day, "New baby in Momma's belly!?").

Then, this morning there was the slightest twinge of morning sickness (which has never happened before). We brought out the spoon again - you know, to be sure, and to reassure myself nothing changed overnight. Well - now, this is a little disconcerting - it moved differently. It moved in a circle. Circle is new for me. Circles have not yet been wrong, and circles involve things like pink, and dresses, and boyfriends, and (insert hyperventilation here).

This was strange though, as I have NEVER seen the spoon change a reading - not even after a birth that disagrees with the reading. So, I was more thorough in checking and discovered that the pendulum movement is still the reading on my left side, but there is a definite circular movement on my right side. Hmmmm (i.e. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!).

Would this be what twins would read like?! Andrew does have a cousin with twins, and I think my great-grandfather was a twin...but really, somebody please tell me that I am NOT having twins 16 months after Elliot! Do you remember how HUGE I get with one baby?!

I suppose now would be the time to start looking for a midwife/CNM! It also provides more data to try to get to the bottom of this whole spoon business. It also explains my insatiable appetite. All in all, we are still excited, of course. It solves the whole Andrew-getting-a-bit-old-to-continue-having-kids-much-longer dilemma. I did say I wanted four, and long-ago I did say I wanted to be done having kids before I was 30. So, there you go. Who knows what is happening in there, "science" has yet to weigh in on anything. I am sure I will keep you updated.

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Busy

So much to tell of, to vent of, to wittily recount in order to give January days that slipped right through my fingers a little more viscosity. Yet, I will not, for I still do not really have the time.

Suffice it to say that this little project (perhaps I should say "obsession") to get real milk back in our refrigerator has been a little consuming, but is now quieting as we are all busy drinking!

Then my husband's little project (perhaps I should say "only current means of providing for his family"), has kept us both rather full of brainstorming and detail management to make this happen. Business kicks off this week. Check back on the site as it is still under construction this week by our web-designer-extraodinaire (i.e. professional help, as we have no skills or time to learn them).