So I had a girly dr appointment yesterday for the annual stuff. I get in the room she asks when my lmp was, and I said well its been two months. I then said but that's normal for me when I get stressed out, I will skip sometimes. She then asked me about how I was feeling and I mentioned that I feel sick to my stomach sometimes and like I have eaten too much, but again that is normal for me when Im stressed. She asks if I think Im pregnant, and I say a resound not no, but hell no! I had my baby maker shut down 2 years ago.. so she continues with the Exam.
She feels my stomach and says.. hmmm (never a good sign) and then tells the nurse she wants to change which swab she is using for the exam. She goes on and I find my voice and say why do we need to change the swab, what was the hmmm for? She says because you might be pregnant.. I sat straight up and said WTF? (I know not classy of me, but it was all my brain could utter)
I said NO again I GOT MY TUBES TIED... she proceeds to then tell me if I was, it would be the 4th one this week.. NOT HELPING ME! So she sends me to the lab to have a pregnancy test done and says she will call with results. I call my friends in full panic mode, with was met with resounding laughter on all ends, and yes while it was bad I will say in my mind I was hoping for something that would require surgery or something that could be removed easily. My mom was like SHARON.. I said well mom that can be fixed, pregnancy cant.. LOL she laughed as I cried.. thanks mom!
Okay so several NERVE wracking hours later she calls and first thing out of her mouth is, Im referring you to have an ultrasound done. (I nearly drop boiling water on my foot) I squeak out why.. and she says well youre not pregnant but we need to see what is going on down there. Im like lady you aged me by 20 years.
So I get to talk to my wonderful hubby today and I tell him this story in order too, and as the story is going I hear his breathing getting faster and the uh huhs squeaking out of him and then the sigh of relief when I say but Im not pregnant. Now dont get me wrong I love babies, but I got my tubes tied for a reason.. just saying. Im in my 30s and done with the baby thing. Love my kids but no more for me. When my hubby gets home like it or not, he is getting his snipped just to add some insurance. LOL
Friday, July 16, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
And here goes nothing
So to keep my family and friends up to date and my hubby (so we dont have to try to put it all in a short 15 min convo), I decided to start a blog. I have no clue really what I will write about, mainly just the goings on of HH6 (which is household 6 for those who dont know).
Ill start with HH6, its what many military people call their spouses. "6" is usually the call sign for commanders, and thus the term HH6 for the wives and husbands. LOL.
Its been a week since David left, it was hard and awful, and really just down right shitty to be honest. But as we embark on deployment number three for us, its not all that bad, and it could be worse. He isn't able to call or email as much as last deployment, but I love doing the snail mail. We get to write and hold on to these wonderful letters, that we can show our children or grandchildren some day. Its something physical to hold on to. His absence is felt all over the house, mainly at night when Dj is in bed and its very quiet. But it also gives me time to miss my husband and really remember and cherish what it is I love about him. Please, dont get me wrong, I think about that when he is home, but I do really believe its true that absence does make the heart grow fonder.
With each deployment we become stronger as a couple, we go back to the basics in our relationship. I think that is vital in EVERY relationship. We talk, and talk and talk, about everything. Lets face it when they are home, sometimes you get into a routine and those conversations just dont happen. For our marriage (not everyones) positive things come out of him being deployed. We take time to stop and love each other and really make sure that each other knows it. Sometimes in life's hectic race we forget to do that.
So while yes, this deployment sucks big giant hairy balls, Im refusing to let it get me down. I have grown so much as a person, a wife, a daughter and a mother with each and every deployment. I will continue to take the good with the bad and focus on the good. Is it hard? you bet your sweet hiney it is. Its hard to be happy when you want to cry, its hard to say "see you later" to your heart, its hard to hear your son ask for his daddy and not understand. But if I let those emotions get me down, who is there for my sons, my stepdaughters, and my husband?
So all in all for the next year I will blog as much as I can to update everyone. Feel free to comment etc. I also just want to say thank you to my family (blood and otherwise) without each and every one of you, I would not be the person I am today.
Until next time peeps
hh6
Ill start with HH6, its what many military people call their spouses. "6" is usually the call sign for commanders, and thus the term HH6 for the wives and husbands. LOL.
Its been a week since David left, it was hard and awful, and really just down right shitty to be honest. But as we embark on deployment number three for us, its not all that bad, and it could be worse. He isn't able to call or email as much as last deployment, but I love doing the snail mail. We get to write and hold on to these wonderful letters, that we can show our children or grandchildren some day. Its something physical to hold on to. His absence is felt all over the house, mainly at night when Dj is in bed and its very quiet. But it also gives me time to miss my husband and really remember and cherish what it is I love about him. Please, dont get me wrong, I think about that when he is home, but I do really believe its true that absence does make the heart grow fonder.
With each deployment we become stronger as a couple, we go back to the basics in our relationship. I think that is vital in EVERY relationship. We talk, and talk and talk, about everything. Lets face it when they are home, sometimes you get into a routine and those conversations just dont happen. For our marriage (not everyones) positive things come out of him being deployed. We take time to stop and love each other and really make sure that each other knows it. Sometimes in life's hectic race we forget to do that.
So while yes, this deployment sucks big giant hairy balls, Im refusing to let it get me down. I have grown so much as a person, a wife, a daughter and a mother with each and every deployment. I will continue to take the good with the bad and focus on the good. Is it hard? you bet your sweet hiney it is. Its hard to be happy when you want to cry, its hard to say "see you later" to your heart, its hard to hear your son ask for his daddy and not understand. But if I let those emotions get me down, who is there for my sons, my stepdaughters, and my husband?
So all in all for the next year I will blog as much as I can to update everyone. Feel free to comment etc. I also just want to say thank you to my family (blood and otherwise) without each and every one of you, I would not be the person I am today.
Until next time peeps
hh6
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