Random Happenings - Turning 27, My Great Grandma and My "Baby" Dog
Time for a real-life update... you know, less "facts of infertility" type info and more of what's been going on in my life.
Another year older!
I think I mentioned this in a previous blog post, but I'll state it again. I turned 27 this month and that's just plain freaky to hear. I suppose it wouldn't be so weird for me if it were not for the fact that I can very clearly remember my own Dad turning 30. To be even somewhat close to that really seems weird to me. I still want to be a young parent, so I'm glad we're working fairly aggressively towards getting pregnant now, rather than wait until I'm in my 30s. Anyway, overall it was a pretty good birthday. My Dad, of all people, made me a three-layered birthday cake. It was perfect - just the right amount of moisture, spice and tastiness. The icing was whipped and spread all nice and neat too, which sounds simple, but it can be tricky getting those little crumbs to not show on the surface. I really appreciated the effort - Lord knows he probably spent more than half of his day putting it together. Brownie points! :) Thanks Dad. We had my family over that same weekend, so I didn't spend my bday all alone, which is always good. Of course my husband came through big with a birthday breakfast AND dinner no less, roses, a DQ ice cream cake (yummy) and a nice toasty fire in the fireplace. I was in heaven! I'm going to be a good sport - here's to 27: May it be a year to remember!
My great grandma passed away last week...
Switching gears, I'm both sad to say my great grandma, Ella Marie Payne, passed away last Friday and today we laid her body to rest on Tuesday. It hadn't occurred to me until we were sitting in the chapel during her service that if it weren't for her, nearly half of us in the room wouldn't be here. What an amazing thing! While I didn't really get to know her until a couple of years ago (like talk to her one on one), she was always so concerned with how life was going for usI and she absolutely adored my husband. It was so cute to see the two of them watch the game show network together and I'll never forget about the time that he told her our church was holding a talk at a local brewery. As a long time Baptist, she said "oh we'd never do that!" :D I'm glad my last image of her burned into my mind is when, just a few weeks ago, I helped tuck her into bed and had the chance to look into her eyes and tell her I loved her. My heart almost broke right then and there as I just knew in my sole that was the last time I would see her. Can't wait until the day when I'll get to see her pretty smile again.
Our dog is a newborn baby?! :)
My last, somewhat random life happening is pretty off the wall, but I wanted to make a note of it because it was so totally freaky! One of my dogs, the little sassy one, Madison, woke me up in the middle of the night a couple of weeks ago when she made noises that sounded exactly like - and I'm not kidding here - just like a newborn fussy baby sucking on a passie!! Seriously, I know what you’re thinking “you are a completely obsessed crazy, I can’t leave my kids around you kind of lady” But ah ha! Even my husband woke up to it. When I heard it I sat straight up in bed and started looking around the room, thinking that I had neglected some child I suddenly forgot I was pregnant with and gave birth to. I’m no expert, but I’m pretty sure I won’t forget something like that.
I can't tell you how incredibly weird of an experience it was. Right after I woke up, my husband woke up and thought I was asleep and didn't want to wake me. That's when I nugged him and was like "do you hear that! It's Madison!". I couldn't put my finger on how to describe the sound and he was like "it was just like a fussy baby" and I said "yeah!, like fussy, but trying to put itself to sleep with a passie in it's mouth". Anyway, it was too weird. Who would have thought - the first "baby" dream-like thing to happen for me would be something like that. Guess they really are my furry kids :)
Another year older!
I think I mentioned this in a previous blog post, but I'll state it again. I turned 27 this month and that's just plain freaky to hear. I suppose it wouldn't be so weird for me if it were not for the fact that I can very clearly remember my own Dad turning 30. To be even somewhat close to that really seems weird to me. I still want to be a young parent, so I'm glad we're working fairly aggressively towards getting pregnant now, rather than wait until I'm in my 30s. Anyway, overall it was a pretty good birthday. My Dad, of all people, made me a three-layered birthday cake. It was perfect - just the right amount of moisture, spice and tastiness. The icing was whipped and spread all nice and neat too, which sounds simple, but it can be tricky getting those little crumbs to not show on the surface. I really appreciated the effort - Lord knows he probably spent more than half of his day putting it together. Brownie points! :) Thanks Dad. We had my family over that same weekend, so I didn't spend my bday all alone, which is always good. Of course my husband came through big with a birthday breakfast AND dinner no less, roses, a DQ ice cream cake (yummy) and a nice toasty fire in the fireplace. I was in heaven! I'm going to be a good sport - here's to 27: May it be a year to remember!
My great grandma passed away last week...
Switching gears, I'm both sad to say my great grandma, Ella Marie Payne, passed away last Friday and today we laid her body to rest on Tuesday. It hadn't occurred to me until we were sitting in the chapel during her service that if it weren't for her, nearly half of us in the room wouldn't be here. What an amazing thing! While I didn't really get to know her until a couple of years ago (like talk to her one on one), she was always so concerned with how life was going for usI and she absolutely adored my husband. It was so cute to see the two of them watch the game show network together and I'll never forget about the time that he told her our church was holding a talk at a local brewery. As a long time Baptist, she said "oh we'd never do that!" :D I'm glad my last image of her burned into my mind is when, just a few weeks ago, I helped tuck her into bed and had the chance to look into her eyes and tell her I loved her. My heart almost broke right then and there as I just knew in my sole that was the last time I would see her. Can't wait until the day when I'll get to see her pretty smile again.
Our dog is a newborn baby?! :)
My last, somewhat random life happening is pretty off the wall, but I wanted to make a note of it because it was so totally freaky! One of my dogs, the little sassy one, Madison, woke me up in the middle of the night a couple of weeks ago when she made noises that sounded exactly like - and I'm not kidding here - just like a newborn fussy baby sucking on a passie!! Seriously, I know what you’re thinking “you are a completely obsessed crazy, I can’t leave my kids around you kind of lady” But ah ha! Even my husband woke up to it. When I heard it I sat straight up in bed and started looking around the room, thinking that I had neglected some child I suddenly forgot I was pregnant with and gave birth to. I’m no expert, but I’m pretty sure I won’t forget something like that.
I can't tell you how incredibly weird of an experience it was. Right after I woke up, my husband woke up and thought I was asleep and didn't want to wake me. That's when I nugged him and was like "do you hear that! It's Madison!". I couldn't put my finger on how to describe the sound and he was like "it was just like a fussy baby" and I said "yeah!, like fussy, but trying to put itself to sleep with a passie in it's mouth". Anyway, it was too weird. Who would have thought - the first "baby" dream-like thing to happen for me would be something like that. Guess they really are my furry kids :)
1 comments:
Did I tell you that your dog making noises like a newborn totally cracked me up!!! And that Jay heard it too!!!! Not that I wouldn't believe you... :-)
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