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[ciroccoj]

Pretty good day today. Drew some more with Justin, at his suggestion - he asked if we could play the "connect the dots" game again. And he went diaper-less for most of the day. We also made ice cream. As Justin put it, "We had a messy day today!! But it was good!"

Going to the Museum of Civilisation tomorrow with two other homeschooling families. Hopefully this will work out a little better than the Friday Drop-In that Wasn't. I know we're looking forward to it, hope the other families are too.

You know, it feels pretty good to be raising kids that get all happy and excited when you tell them they're going to a museum. Makes me feel like I'm doing something right as a parent.

Random conversations in our home: I come upstairs as Chris is combing Daniel's hair, and overhear

Daniel: I'm tired of all this disrespect. And I'm sorry if I sounded like I was disrespecting you, because that's not what I was doing. I was doing it at Justin, because he's the one giving me all the disrespect. And I'm not going to put up with that any more. I'm going to get some respect.

Chris: So that's why you were growling at him?

Daniel: Yes. And oh, and that's just the beginning!

Didn't hear the rest of it, as I had to creep back down the stairs to hide my giggling fit.


And from Justin: "You're a GOOD Mama! You are the BEST Mama!! Because you give me BATHS!!! I LOVE YOU MAMA!!!!!"


On the not-so-good front
Fibroid tumours are just no fun at all. Not only does mine mean that we will probably not have a third child, which we were planning on having some day, but... let's just say this time of the month is a real treat. I can fully understand why so many tribes set aside a special tent for women during the Time of the Moon. Because they didn't want the entire village to look like a slaughterhouse ::shudder::

Of course, I could get this fixed if we decided for sure that we don't want another child. But the obs guy told us there's still a possibility I could get pregnant, and if we remove the tumour, there won't be.

The timing sucks. We had always planned on having another child right about now, until we hit 'right about now' and hit a rather rough patch. Or rather, stopped being able to cope with the &%#$@ rough patch we've been coping with for the last several years. It would be nice to be able to put off trying for another child until things are more stable, but the obs guy let us know in no uncertain terms that if we want another child... it's gonna have to be now.

Anyway.

Midol? Is from the Gods.

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[snarkhunter.livejournal.com]

Oh, man. I'm so sorry.

I wish I knew what to say, but I really don't. :(

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[ciroccoj.livejournal.com]

Oh, if that's wrt the fibroid, it's actually not that bad. We found out a few months ago (actually, about 8 months ago, give or take). I thought, when I was first diagnosed, that this was for my fertility. That's what I read on the internet, anyway. Fibroid tumour = hysterectomy.

It could have been pretty traumatic, I suppose, and it wasn't pleasant, but oddly enough one of my biggest feelings was Holy Shit this could have been so much worse. I was only 32 - that's kind of early to lose the ability to have kids. And we were hoping to have three kids, and I always wanted a daughter.

But. I have two beautiful kids already. Most of my friends are barely starting their families by this age. If we'd waited, like reasonable people do...

And then, talking to the gyne guy and being told that I actually didn't need a hysterectomy right away, and we might still be able to have another child... well, like I said, it could have been a lot worse.

Funny, I'm usually not a glass-half-full kinda gal, but in this case I definitely feel that way.

Time of the Moon is still not fun though. The phrase "Apres moi, le deluge!" comes to mind often.

[snarkhunter.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm glad it's not quite as bad as all that, but it still sucks.

And 32 isn't that young to have two kids. Of course, I'm jaded. ;) I was 12 when my mom was 32.

I am often a glass-half-full girl, but not when it comes to health. I have a profound hypochondria problem. :) Makes me believe the absolute worst. Headache = Brain Tumor. Stomachache = Ulcer. Bad cramps = Endometriosis. Etc.

[ciroccoj.livejournal.com]

No, 32 shouldn't be that young, but we're seriously the first of our generation to have had kids. Of the 6 couples I kept in touch with from university, two had kids shortly after me. The rest are planning on never having them, or having them much, much later. Of my high school buddies, two finally had kids this year. The rest aren't having any, or are having them much later. Seems like 30's the minimum age to start these days.

And it may be that this is part of my anti-hypochondria. I'm rather clueless when it comes to my own body, so I really don't notice problems for a long time and when I do, I always assume it's nothing. Might be a defensive reaction to living with a doctor :)