Something to get me Blogging

Found this on another blog and think I might actually have to try this... Might actually keep my mind of the temp starting at work on Monday...

Day 1 - your favourite song


Day 2 - your favourite movie

Day 3 - your favourite television program

Day 4 - your favourite book

Day 5 - your favourite quote

Day 6 - 20 of my favourite things

Day 7 - a photo that makes you happy

Day 8 - a photo that makes you angry/sad

Day 9 - a photo you took

Day 10 - a photo taken over 10 years ago of you

Day 11 - a photo of you recently

Day 12 - something you are OCD about

Day 13 - a fictional book

Day 14 - a non-fictional book

Day 15 - your dream house

Day 16 - a song that makes you cry (or nearly)

Day 17 - an art piece (drawing, sculpture, painting, etc)

Day 18 - my wedding/future wedding/past wedding

Day 19 - a talent of yours

Day 20 - a hobby of yours

Day 21 - a recipe

Day 22 - a website

Day 23 - a youtube video

Day 24 - where I live

Day 25 - your day, in great detail

Day 26 - your week, in great detail

Day 27 - my worst habit

Day 28 - whats in my handbag/purse

Day 29 - hopes,dreams and plans for the next 365 days

Day 30 - a dream for the future

Ultrasound 07/22/10

Ultrasound went really well today. Teddy is approximately 3lbs 13ozs, right where he should be. Yes, I had them double check to make sure he was a boy (and he most definitely is as evidenced by the pictures below.) He is currently sitting breech. (YEAH! NOT!!!!!) The doctor told me that he looks absolutely perfect and is right where he should be for size.

Scrotum

Penis (Under the word male)

Leg Streteched out - Foot by Face

Skeletol Face (As Tech put it)

Arm - Hands by Face

I will try to be a better blogger....

Things have been so uneventful around here, I haven't had much to post about. Unlike so many other bloggers out there, I can't seem to come up with blog topics. I hope to remedy this but in the mean time, thanks for sticking with me!

Infertile vs Fertile

I read a lot of infertility blogs and it has gotten me wondering, am I an infertile or a fertile? SA was the one diagnosed with azoospermia, I was the one that got pregnant on our first try with DS. We waited 7 years for this baby, I looked longingly at the pregnant ladies and all the babies, I wondered when our turn would be. I had bariatric surgery because I was sure the issue was with me and knew that I wouldn't be treated at my pre-surgery size. I felt like an infertile for so many years but my question is, do I have a "right" to label myself that way? Technically, I can't. I didn't have to take medication, I didn't have a monitored cycle, I got pregnant very easily on our first try and have had a very easy pregnancy. I am blessed, I know that and that is a fact that I don't take for granted for even a second. However, it doesn't take away the fact that I felt like an "infertile" for so long. So, just because my DH isn't producing any sperm, does that make me an infertile?

Things that make you go hmmmmm....

I feel bad for SA

Soooo SA and I have agreed from the very beginning that the baby will know that he came from DS. We aren't going to make a big deal about it and the DS will NEVER be referred to as a father parent or anything remotely close. He will always be known as the DS. We were also going to make sure whatever information we had on the DS would be made availabe to the baby. Since I am scrapbooking the baby's baby book, I included a simple two pages that included the childhood photo, the silouhette, the medical profile and the personal profile. No titles no nothing. I told SA about the page and he was upset all of sudden. Now no one outside our immediate family and a few of my close friends know about DS. Apparently the guys at his work have been giving him a hard time, asking him if he was sure the kid was his. It's a guy thing but seriously, why in the hell would you ask someone that. Now because of these assholes, he is not sure what he wants to do. UGH! I think not being able to feel the baby makes it a little more difficult. Whenever he comes running to feel the baby, of course its nap time and the show is over. Hopefully once the baby gets here, this too will change but it makes me worry a titch.