A Good Long Juicy Update

Hello, can anybody hear me? 

Yes, it's been forever since I have blogged.  So unlike me, but I have good excuses. First of all, our computer is old and useless and I hate using it.  Second of all, typing on it keeps Emme awake and she is stirring this very minute.  Thirdly, I've had writers block and needed a long break from sharing my thoughts and feelings.  Thank goodness it's a new year and hopefully a fresh start.  We have already spent the entire new year sick, but still have hope that 2013 will be a great year.

If there is anyone out there that still reads our blog SAAWEET, but if not I'm cool with doing things in vain.  :)

So here's our family update:

Gregg:  He is still working hard for our family, but feels that it is time to take on new adventures.  He will soon be applying to Grad schools and working on his Masters Degree.  We are going off pure faith right now, and not completely sure how long or what it will take for him to get into the program he wants.  We both feel it is right and have hope that doors will be opened.

Lacey:  I still work part time as a cosmetologist and enjoy it.  Health wise I have been doing well other than the yucky cold and sinus infection I've been fighting for the last two weeks.  Tis' the season.  My endo is under control, meaning due to BC  I have no pain right now.  I'm sure ya'll wanted to know.

Emme:  She is the most busy energetic outgoing two year old you will ever meet.  Oh wait...all two years are like that?  Dang. There may be a few hypo sensory issues going on with our little Emme that we are looking in to and hopefully will know more about it in the next few months. We love her to death anyway, but as my wise friend keeps reminding me we are in the trenches and one day will get through it.  Being two also has its fun perks and we constantly find ourselves laughing at her cute sayings.  She is talking full sentences and it's so fun to have short little conversations with her.  She always remembers names and if you name one person she will name everyone connected to them.  Including their animals.  She'll randomly bring up someone who we haven't seen or talked about in months and beg to go to their house.  She has no fear of anyone which is good and bad.  It doesn't matter if she's known you forever or for two seconds.  She will strike up a conversation.  She has been potty training for a few months, and picked it up right away.  We went a full week with no accidents and suddenly she stopped telling us she had to pee and the potty became not so cool.  She'll hold it for hours while we're out and about, but not even care while we're home.  Suggestions would be great...   

Adoption:  I'm sad to say it is going nowhere.  The end of 2012 was harder than the beginning which is saying something.  I can now admit out loud that it is just not the right time.  We're okay with it.  That doesn't mean I still don't ache for another great adoption story or another great addition to the family, but the timing is wrong.  With Emme being on the difficult side of toddlerism I can say we're not really baby hungry either.  We've needed a break from trying for baby #2.  Let's just say it would take a great miracle from above for that to be happening soon.  I'm talking part the red sea type miracle.  We've been working on baby number #2 since Emme was a few months old so I'm at peace with taking a break right now.  I always wanted my kids really close together because that's how I am with my siblings, but you can't always get what you want. 

Well, there you have it.  Have you missed me or what?  Let me include a picture as I know many just scroll through for that anyway.

Not so Quick Update

Things have been busy in our household this month. We finalized Emme's adoption yesterday which was awesome, {more to come}. This means we can now take her to the temple and seal her to us as well as bless her. Which means....time to buckle down and finish the long awaited projects we've been meaning to do since we moved because we will have company.

Also, we have a six monther on our hands! {Post to come} Emme has had two ear infections already this month. She finished one dose of antibiotics and only four days later she had an ear infection in the other one. Tubes you ask? We have to see what the future holds. One more infection and we'll be going to an ENT. This last infection was the worst Emme has ever been. She was awake three nights in a row. It was worse than when she was a newborn. Come to find out Emme now has a tooth poking through which explains her extra grouchiness. Poor girl. It was hard to watch her be so sick. We tag teamed it during those nights. Thank goodness Gregg is pretty much the best dad ever or it would have been impossible to get through sane. Now she has a sharp little tooth coming in. I love it! It's one of those proud mommy moments even though all kids get teeth. I keep feeling it and watching it to see if it's grown any more. Any tips on teething babies would be great to hear!

Hmm...what else? I'm currently on a medication called Lupron which I've mentioned before. What does that mean? Well, in a nutshell I got a shot in my bum that will make me feel like I'm going through menopause and lasts three months. I have several hot flashes day and night, acne, and hardly any estrogen in my body. I tend to get a little feistier than normal {okay a lot}, but all in all it's been better than when I took it almost three years ago. Having a baby helps. I just don't have time to stop and think about it as much. It has brought back some issues I had before the whole heart thing, but I'm pretty sure they will go away once the medication does. On the plus side, my abdomen is feeling great and the endo is shrinking. On the negative side, I still have the big cyst on my right ovary that causes grief here and there. Hmm...after writing this I'm trying to decide why I went on Lupron again. It seems the bad out weighs the good. Oh that's right...my doc said either Lupron or surgery and after prayer and getting a blessing we knew Lupron was the right thing to do. I have to remind myself of that A LOT.

I'm still the Gospel Doctrine teacher in our ward. Gregg got released, so now I get to teach EVERY week until they find a new one for me to trade off with. I'm pretty jealous of Gregg to say the least. Every free second is researching and studying because some of the lessons I'm learning for the first time myself. I figure as long as I stick with the manual I can't go wrong. Plus, I'm really trying my best and that's all that matters. right? RIGHT? From my ward to yours....give your Sunday School teachers a break.

Well, that about covers my crazy life right now.

Posts to come~
St. George
Emme's six month
Finalization (Gotcha Day)
Sealing and Blessing

new view

Things are going to change around here.

I've always worried about what people have thought about my blog. Maybe it was because I tended to be a little judgmental of others or maybe it's because I'm insecure. Who knows... I've come to realize that I can really only be me. To an extent I have been by sharing pictures, trips, and mostly recently adoption things, but I've left out a lot of the details of my struggles with infertility and the woes of my broken body. As I embark on yet another dose of a drug called Lupron, I've decided I need to get my feelings out if I'm going to make it through with a good attitude. Back when I discovered I had edometriosis I didn't really have anyone I could talk to or relate. Through the blog world I've found others going through similar things and it's helped me more than I could imagined. I thought about starting a new blog to focus on my endo and such, but in all honesty I have no extra time for that. I rather be playing with Emme. So things might be getting a little more personal up in here. If I can help one person suffer a little less than I did then I've done my job.

Love is...

Cleaning up my throw up.

Yep, you read right.  I had a rough week as far as my body is concerned.  I came home from work Tuesday in immense pain from cysts on my ovaries making my endometriosis  flare up to no end.  When my body couldn't take the pain any longer I threw up down the hall, all over the bathroom, all over me, and finally into the toilet.  TMI, I know, but I don't really care.  The last time I threw up was in 11th grade when I had the flu, so it was a surprise to me.  I felt like I was five years old and unable to make it to the bathroom on time.  Gregg was right behind and said "Just go to bed I'll clean up everything."  Well, I had to shower first, but when I got out I had clean clothes waiting on the bed and a garbage can next to the bed in case I had another episode. (Which I did.)

The point of all this is to share what a great husband I have.  He has a horrible gag reflex and yet throughout the years he has cleaned up my puke, emptied my bed pans, held my hand while I screamed at a gyno appt, gone to the store millions of times to buy "feminine" products, and given me blessing after blessing to comfort and heal my broken body and heart. 

I'm positive he got the raw end of the deal when we said "I do." We're still standing seven years later.  We've been a little beaten up a long the way, but we're stronger and blessed beyond comprehension. 

Happy Anniversary.