Sunday, October 30, 2011

Our 2011

The year 2011 has been pretty bumpy.

Dave & I found out that we were pregnant back in June, only to miscarry a few weeks later.

We were devastated & I was withdrawn.

So we coped the best way we knew how. We ran. We focused on ourselves, our health, & our well being.

Per Doctor's orders, I had to wait 2 cycles till we started to try again. In my mind, I never knew when I would be ready. I wasn't sure if I could handle this disappointment yet again. I pushed it out of my head & continued to run. I figured that I didn't have to worry about it for awhile.

Two cycles passed.

Our approach: we would make an attempt, & if it happened it happened. Our current goal was the Atlanta Thanksgiving Half Marathon.  If baby news came before that we would be happy, but knew that we would have other things to help keep us in good spirits if it did not.

One Saturday a couple months back, I had the worst long run. EVER. I felt so slow & everything ached. This was so disappointing. I had been running so well, so fast, with only minor knee pain (a real problem for me) and felt so confident. I was kicking Dave's ass & on this day he completely dominated me. I fell back and finished about 5 minutes after he did.

I didn't think much about it, but had some strange feelings the next few days. Weird cramping & heartburn were among the few. I decided on one particularly long drive home, that I was going to test.

It stung to pull out the other test from the packet we had our initial BFP on.

However, pretty quickly, the test read Pregnant.

All at once there was a flood of emotion. Joy & excitement, followed by fear & doubt. Dave & I decided that we would wait a few more days to test again, and use a less sensitive non-digital test. Those too came up positive pretty quickly.

Three betas later we had our pregnancy confirmed & my HCG & Progesterone levels looked good. We were then scheduled for an ultrasound at 7 weeks.

7 weeks. The same as when I miscarried last time. I couldn't help but worry & question every symptom. Dave probably was so annoyed by my chattering, but the day we saw the little tiny blob & a fast little heart beat, my heart melted.

I can't say that the fear has gone away, because it hasn't. I experienced some spotting & brown CM for several weeks & that kept me on edge. But each day we still had our babe we were happy.

The next appointment was scheduled for October 25 - where we would be 9w5d. I had everything crossed that all would be okay!




Friday, October 7, 2011

Appalachian Primitive Furniture

So this we are pretty excited about. We have been in the market for a new kitchen/dining room table for a long time.  Every year at the Inman Park Festival we see this guy on the corner selling this amazing hand made furniture. And every year we show up too late...all the pieces are marked "SOLD."

Finally we just decide to contact him directly. 

His name is Jerome.

His accent is thick.

His craftsmanship is impeccable.


-16866042030
www.myfarmtable.com

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Why I Hate Tennis

Because I have to play against people who lob the ball.

Just hit it.

Ok?

The End.


Wednesday, September 7, 2011

back to me.

If you know me, you are aware that my 4 years spent at Camp OWU were fan-friggen-tastic.

Amazing friends, easy classes, & some tennis thrown in here or there.

Weekends were always booked, glasses over flowing, & so much laughter.

bex & the camel back o' franzia. you like my ga tech trucker hat right?

I may have had a string of horrible roommates (it's never my fault right?) & boyfriends that came in and out of my life, but I always had ksdix.  Best roomie ever.  We shared many happy moments, but also some very sad ones as well. She graduated the year before me, but still would manage to come back and play.

Sitting on Golden Tee @ the Backstrech. Who let me do that to my eyebrows?

Then I graduated.

The real world hits. You have to get a job. You have to make money. You have to get a life.  

You move away from camp & lose touch. With the friends, the parties, & move on to your new reality.

I lost touch with ksdix. And I hated that.

But because I'm a Facebook stalker, we have reconnected & I'm so happy.

Because even thought we have missed about 5 years of each other's lives, we are right where we left off.  We aren't in the dorm room aol instant messaging from computers right next to one another, but it sure feels that way. She gets me. She's been through so much & is so strong. She inspires me & gives me hope.

Yes, sappy, blah blah blah. But it's true.  These last few months were hell. I felt no one could possibly understand what I was feeling, but she did & I'm starting to feel whole again. Thanks to ksdix.

Oh wait, that's ksdixcunningham. No that's too long. I'll stay with ksdix.



Saturday, August 6, 2011

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Playing in Cinci

-890131165
down by the ohio river
1293133731
The purple people eater bridge
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water park down on the river

-2097599086
pete rose's bar 
-683665093 -1193804270 
946567836 -1502165786
reds game


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