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MOD FUNDRAISER

Nov 18, 2010 05:12am (EST)

Alrighty, well I'm new at the fundraising as far as getting businesses onboard. In honor of Prematurity Awareness Day, I had a fundraiser today at As You Wish and Rubio's. It was at two locations and the idea being that folks would paint and then go eat. Donovyn had a half-day at school, so this was perfect! I picked him up, dropped off Tristyn to his daddy's classroom (not really allowed, but I do it anyway - 5th Hour who cares), and drove to the painting place.

Donovyn chose a dinosaur which is perfect with his dinosaur themed party this Saturday! I can't believe that my little boy is going to be 5! He painted it green and wanted pink spots on it. Initially he wanted a pink dinosaur, but I nudged him to go green. I know, I shouldn't have interefered with his color choice if the kid wanted pink, but I didn't want to stare at a pink dinosaur. We compromised and it turned out great! It will be ready to pick up this Saturday too which is great because then I can wrap it and give it to him Sunday (his actual birthday)!

Well, I'm just a little disappointed about the fundraiser. I was told that there would be a box clearly labeled MOD right there at the register so that any paying paint patron could drop their receipt in the box and have 20% go to MOD. I looked around at the register. There was no box. Nothing. When I asked, the gal showed me this clear box with no labels whatsoever. So, only the receipts of people who made reservations to paint for MOD went in there. This changes the whole fundraiser. So, yeah, disappointed. It took A LOT of energy and phone calls to do this and I realize that it might take a few to get the kinks worked out. I hope the next one I do is more successful. I did see some former work colleagues show up and that really meant a lot. One of these women shared with me that her sister was diagnosed with HELLP and lost her 26 weeker baby boy back in 2002. She went on to have a daughter, a 38 weeker, who was there painting tonight along with her auntie. I thought that was super special!

I'll post pics of the items when they're finished. I'm exhausted with all of the running around! My house is now quiet, it's late, and I should be heading off to bed myself. I am hoping that my son gets a few more invites to his party, but if not, it will be a small group. It's always interesting to see who reciprocates:)

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HALLOWEEN

Nov 04, 2010 08:01pm (EST)

Alrighty, so this time of year is tough for me because two years ago I was pregnant with Naethyn. In 2008, Donovyn was about to turn 3 and Tristyn was 14 months old. I had picked up a pumpkin at a local farm with kids along and I felt great! We carved the pumpkin and I took Donovyn out Trick-or-Treating. We had a nice time and I stopped at chatted with our neighbor and told her the good news. It feels like that day just happened. It's been two years and sometimes it feels like 2 years have gone by and sometimes it feels as though it just happened. That's what weird about it.

The kids went as Thomas the Train and James. My son is Donovyn James, so it fits perfectly. Trying to get my bang for my buck out of these costumes as much as possible. I did let go of the baby Yoda costume I had on Craigslist awhile back. I had so many great ideas for three little boys for costumes. It would've been a lot of fun. Sigh.

They were out for about an hour and came home with full pumpkins/treat bags. Tristyn doesn't seem to care for anything but Kit Kat. He's got a wide variety in there, but he just wants "K." That's what he calls it:) I'm glad that they had a good time and there were no smashed pumpking on our street the following morning.

Last week, I did get to chaperone a field trip with my son's Kinder class. It was really neat and it was his first time on a school bus. Parent chaperones had to have a fingerprint clearance card in order to go. I was so happy that I already had mine and jumped on the opportunity as seats were limited. We had a fun time carving the pumpkin Donovyn chose. I made sure that he chose one that he could carry.

I haven't started my job yet. I thought I would start this past Monday, but hasn't happened as of yet. I still need to go down to HR and sign my W-2, but I'm told to wait for a call from an administrator. I guess I'm in no hurry. I just know that whenever I do start, I won't get a check until 2 weeks out. Oh well, I did half of my x-mas shopping in October and now that I know where I am spending my holidays, I may have just cut my shopping list in half afterall:)

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MY WEEKEND

Nov 03, 2010 02:22am (EST)

This past weekend was going really great until I answered the phone on Saturday afternoon. I was alone all day as hubby was off at swim regionals with his swim team (season is almost over) and so things were fine. The kids were even playing nicely with one another. I think that they miss each other during the week when one goes off to school. Side note, Donovyn gets to stay in early Kinder! He scored well on his tests and got a lot of really great feedback from his teacher a few weeks ago. We are very pleased. It's strange because I just learned that his teacher has a 4.5 year old son whose birthday is right around Donovyn's due date! Wow, yeah, he could've been born in Jan. '06, but my body had other plans . . .

So, the weekend. My mother starts in about this procedure she had on her stomach. She'll get more results in 2 weeks. She's worrying like crazy that it's something and I just don't even know what to say. We're not close the way most mothers and daughters are. So much has happened in 5 years for me and so many hurt feelings that I just don't even know anymore. She wants to hear concern in my voice and go on and on about what it could be, etc. So, I told her what she told me when I called with not so great news 20 months ago concerning my own health. I told her that it was probably nothing and that she really shouldn't worry until she has the facts. Worrying is just going to bring on stress which isn't helpful and while I'd like to know what those tests results are, please don't call me during one of my favorite shows. Nice. So, that started the next round of "WHERE ARE YOU GOING TO SPEND YOUR HOLIDAYS?"

My family hasn't eaten together for Thanksgiving since the week Donovyn was born back in November of 2005. What a lovely way to rally around your daughter. I came home on a Wed. night. I had no idea if my baby was going to be okay. My mother is calling me and asking me if I am going to be able to make it for turkey dinner the following day? Are you freaking kidding me?! My breasts hurt like you know what, my middle feels like someone just cut me open (because they did), and everything hurts. I was only in the hospital for a week, but it wasn't fun. I thought maybe they'd bring Thanksgiving to me, a plate, meet us at the hospital, visit in the NICU, lounge in the lobby, SOMETHING! No. I hobbled down the street to my neighbor's house (my realtor) and ate dinner with her family.

I LOVE this time of year and always have. However, with everything that has happened concerning my sister and my parents kind of taking her side, I feel like an outsider. Some might say that it's my fault or that this can be easily remedied. I don't think so. So, when my mother tells me that she is doing x-mas at her house, obviously it's undertstood that you know who will be there and I won't be coming. So, I get to choose the runnerup date to exchange gifts. And mind you, if they come to my house, the visit will only last a few hours before my dad starts to jingle his keys in his pocket which is code for "I'm ready to leave now." And God forbid they stay past 2 p.m. because of traffic. And because they can't keep their grandkids straight, I'll get asked questions as to whether or not Tristyn, who is 3, is still taking a bottle. I'm tired of it all. It's been this way every year for 5 years.

My mother got the best of me . . . again. I got angry and I still don't know what we're doing for x-mas, but hubby says that they can come here and drive or they can send the gifts in the mail. He doesn't want to do x-mas twice. He wants x-mas to be on x-mas and I do too. So, I guess we've decided.

Geez, no support when I had a baby in the NICU. No support when I got to bring one home. No support when I lost one. These feelings always hit me this time of year concerning my parents. It just reminds me constantly of the kind of parent that I hope I am for my kids. I can't imagine NOT being there for them. Again, everyone has moved on, but me. I can relive every moment as if it just happened. I remember every detail because it did happen to me and it's affected me in so many ways for the rest of my life. My birthday is next week. All I can think of is that I am one year closer to infertility and one year closer to seeing Naethyn. Urgh. I need a cocktail . . . maybe two.

With all of the conversation this weekend, I stayed home and passed out the treats. Hubby took the kids around and had a great time! I'll post pics in the next one.

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A NEW JOB

Oct 20, 2010 06:24pm (EST)

Toward the end of summer, I turned down a FT teaching position as I didn't think I was ready to go back to the classroom. Aside from the random care gigs I do here and there, I've been unemployed for 18 months now. There is a pre-school on my husband's high school campus for 4 year olds. In August, they were looking for someone part-time, but with that work schedule, my husband's coaching schedule, and our oldest in Kinder, there were too many conflicts. Well, that person didn't work out and they are looking, so I applied and will start the first of November.

I get to bring Tristyn with me (for free). He'll be there for just an hour or so until the bell rings at 2:20 p.m. I'm right across from my husband's classroom too, so daddy will come get him, get Donovyn, and head home. I'll be home a few hours later and if I'm lucky, maybe there will be dinner waiting for me at the table too and HW already completed? I would totally settle for one of the two, but it not at all, it's okay.

My oldest attended this pre-school last year and I taught at this school for a year, so it's comfortable for me. I know familiar faces. I was pregnant at this school with Naethyn 2 years ago and how those memories are flooding back! So, I had to renew my CPR as it expired this past March. I did the first class today, but I had a tiny moment in the beginning that just caught me off guard. I was walking over with another teacher to the med/science room and we were chatting away happily. I get introduced to the teacher who will be doing the training and then I see two plastic CPR babies on the table and the tears just came from out of nowhere! It was really crazy to see babies not moving even though I know they weren't real. Geez, I can't believe that I know what that's like. I pulled it together quickly thank goodness, wiped my tears with those lovely brown paper towels (ouch!) and got to work.

That's how it happens I guess. My brick fell out of my pocket (thanks for that Libby:)). Sometimes it takes you by surprise and it could be the smallest thing to bring back those moments. The teachers were really understanding and one knows what happened, so she spoke for me as I was collecting myself. Ahhh, breathe.

I am excited to be getting out of the house daily, a consistant job (19 hours/wk only) till the end of May, and it gives my 3 year old an opportunity to be around other kids and check out his future pre-school. The school loves the fact that they'll have someone certiifed in the classroom too. I am trying to squeeze a few more dollars for my teaching experience and years in the District, but we'll see. It's going to help and just in time for x-mas. My son showed me a Lego Star Wars Death Star the other day and I'm like, "Santa is on a budget. Maybe just the Hoth Wampa Cave or At-At Walker." It begins . . .

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SU2010 AND A COMPUTER VIRUS

Oct 09, 2010 08:02am (EST)

I have been without a working laptop for 5 days! That's some serious Share withdrawl! When I left for ATL, something funky happened and we contracted a computer virus. It's probably all the coupon clipping websites I'm on! So, hubby took it to Geek Squad through Best Buy and now it's back, my lifeline, and I can play catch up.

Share Union was an amazing weekend! It was so nice if only for 48 hours, to be around a group of people who "get it." It was a healing weekend for me and a much needed break from the daily. It exceeded my expectations and I felt so honored to meet so many fantastic people. I am still thinking about all of the conversations, the stories, the laughter, and the tears I shared with many.

To Julie, my roomate, you were so nice to meet me at my gate! I wasn't expecting that. You came to Share leaving literally a flood behind you and I hope that it had started to evaporate by the time you arrived home. Laura, I love hearing your son's name and coming over to say hello Friday night meant the world to me! Lauren, he is the cutest and I only saw him downstairs, but he's a happy baby. I know that you cherish every moment. Stacy and Zsuszi, I am thinking of you both with each new week and holding your hands from a distance. Lorena, quiero hablar mas espanol contigo por que necessito aprenderlo y usarlo. Shannon, I hope our angels have met one another. You know I have a son named Tristyn and I will be thinking of yours whenever I say his name. He is just beginning to say his own name and it's precious. I marvel at your strength and I hope that somehow you can work your "new normal" into your daily. I am still struggling with it too. I'll be thinking of you as you approach your walk date. Staaten Island ladies: Dawn, Jennifer, and Geri I love the accent and it was so nice chatting with you.

I met so many wonderful gals, guys, hubbys, nanas, and staffers. I truly felt honored to be with you all last weekend. I tend to cry a lot, normal I'm told, but the Holland poem as well as Lori's story and of course the video did me in. Niagra Falls! It is so neat to see one's kiddos on the big screen like that. I am so proud of them all and the before and afters are priceless! As the video highlighted our angels, I was holding my breath as to when I might see my little guy and then all of a sudden, he was there and the moments of that night and how it felt to kiss his little face all came back to me in an instant. I'll never forget those moments for as long as I live. Thank you to Tracy, Jackie, James, and all of the behind the scenes people in MOD offices for one of the best weekends of my life! Dr. Berns, good luck on the book! What a great way to kick off your LOA!

Thank you to EVERYONE! Merci mille fois! Je vais me souvenir ce weekend passe pour toujours! Es war eine schone Wochenende!

When my family came to pick me up, my oldest said, "I missed you mommy." It was music to my ears. I needed to hear him say that. He had school pics this past Wed. He got a lot of compliments. His daddy wore a tie in his Kinder pic and they are starting to look a lot alike! I had to have him dress like his daddy.

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DECISIONS, DECISIONS

Sep 28, 2010 05:09pm (EST)

It's been awhile since I've posted. I've been trying to catch up on others' blogs and stories. I am really looking forward to Share Union this weekend and anticipating the weekend's events. I have NEVER been away from my kids since they were born (minus the NICU and a few hospital stays giving birth). I know that my husband is very capable and I'm not worrying about that. I think as the weekend slowly approaches, I am reminded of why I am on this site at all. I am reminded of my horrible night and my sons' death. I hate it. It's been a hard couple of weeks.

I've been doing care gigs here and there and I just can't seem to find anything permanent. I need something stable in my life right now. I'm tired of temporary. I feel like being a part-time provider is about all that I can handle. If people only knew just how difficult it is for me to open my home to strangers and judgement, care for someone else's infant, all the while wishing that it was my own. Seriously, sometimes I feel like I force myself to do these care gigs when I'd rather be doing something else. I want to help bring in some extra income to our household and being home, it's really the easiest thing. It's been hard to find someone whose schedule can work. I have to leave my house at a certain time to pick up my child and I don't have a vehicle that sits 3-4 carseats, etc. I don't blame people if they don't want me driving with their child. It's liability for me too. So, I have to be really choosy and realistic about which jobs I accept. It's just such a headache at this point and I am thinking about taking my profile off of my care sites.

The tube reversal center called yesterday to check in with me. We talked a bit more about procedures and surgery options. I wish that I qualified for the one that I want, but you have to be a certain BMI and well, I'm not there yet. I'm in my pool and I get on the Total Gym once in awhile, but it's so hot here still that I'm not out walking the way I could be. I feel as though AZ has led me to such an unhealthy lifestyle. I'm not really into hiking or camping. Girl Scouts kind of killed all of those activities for me. I miss the ocean, the breeze, and FOG! My skin and my body haven't been the same since I moved here. That was why I went for the interview in CA. I just feel like a need a fresh start.

Sometimes I feel like my opportunity to have more babies has already passed me by. I'm only 30 and I feel so old. What do you do when you want more kids and can't have them? I KNOW that I am lucky to have the little ones that I have. I just get it now more than ever that there are no guarantees. Even if we decide to do the surgery, there might not be enough tube to work with. If surgery is successful, I might not even be able to get pregnant and if I could, then there's the question of how long will I be able to carry the baby and will I have a team of knowledgeable OBs and peris watching out for me? It's seems so untouchable now this dream of having more. Believe me, I count my blessings each and every day. I guess whatever we decide, it will be one step at a time and I can only worry about the now.

So, I will find out next week whether or not my son will be allowed to continue on with his classmates. He's been on a probationary period for Kinder due to his young age. I'm prepared for whatever happens. You know, my son comes home from school sometimes with stamps on his hands. One day, he came home with little feet on it and it just stopped me in my tracks. Something so simple like that just reminds me of Naethyn. Of all of the stamps, why does it have to be feet? How about an apple, a star, a dragon, a smiley face. Feet, great.

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FTC MEETING

Sep 11, 2010 04:57pm (EST)

On Thursday night, I attended my first FTC meeting with my local MOD chapter. I have been meaning to attend one of these things, but have always had to cancel for lack of sitter or scheduling with hubby. This time knowing there would be a conflict, I decided to call a sitter (former student) and GO! On my drive there, I was trying to hold back the tears because again it dawned on me the reason(s) for my participating at all. I had mentioned in a previous e-mail to the MOD Director that I was going to attend ShareUnion this year. Let's just say that the ladies in attendance were wondering what this event was and why they hadn't heard of it before. So, that's how my first meeting started out - total awkwardness. I just kept mentioning the site to them and I'm thinking, if one isn't on the site constantly, then one probably wouldn't know about it. Being women, I could tell that it bothered them that I'm this newbie in the group and was involved with something pretty neat. I tried not to let it bother me, but I guess it stressed me out, because I woke up Friday morning with an extreme migraine.

I felt sick to my stomach and just yuck. Knowing that I'd feel better if I just threw up, I did, and took 2 Tylenol. About 5 hours later, I ate crackers, then soup and felt so much better. The last thing that I want to do is piss people off especially a group of such dedicated women. I realize that this isn't my fault and that this information IS out there. Maybe there is some sort of breakdown of communication, who knows?! I told them that I'd talke notes and find out where the next year's venue was to be so that perhaps they could attend and plan for it.

I held my own at the meeting. No tears when I introduced myself and talked out my three kiddos. Even after all of the "I'm kind of bothered by you" stares, I still brought up a few fundraising ideas and tried to just be my jovial self. I did walk out with another mom and there were a few tears in the parking lot as we swapped stories. It is amazing that a group can come together like this and try to get prematurity awareness out there. After the first 10-15 minutes, I started to feel a bit more comfortable there. I will definitely attend meetings in the future and do my part. However, I might not be as vocal at the next meeting:)

Lindsay

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LOTS IN COMMON WITH STRANGERS

Aug 30, 2010 09:26pm (EST)

As I was dropping my oldest son off at school Friday (my 32-weeker in early Kinder), a fellow classmate's mom stopped me. She said that her daughter just raves about my son, thinks he's neat, and wants to have a playdate! It was so nice to hear! Yeah, someone else thinks my son is amazing too and she's 4.5 years old! Her daughter is in early Kinder as well. Their b-days are about one month apart and bigger shocker - she lives in my neighborhood! They've been living there for 7 years too just like us! Long story short, the mom asked a few more questions and we put things together and apparently, she's met my hubby at the park a few times and recognized my youngest with this blonde almost white hair. Wow! So, then we get to talking and I reveal my reason behind my staying home decision and the tears came rolling down my face. Here this mom is so excited to meet the mom of this little boy her daughter keeps talking about and she's probably thinking - freak, emotionally unstable, no playdate for you little one:) Well, we talk more and as it turns out her oldest was a 32-weeker and was delivered by the same fabulous peri! Just when you think no one gets it, that there is no one out there in your own neighborhood even who could possibly understand your pain, you meet her and it's in the school parking lot!

We had a great chat. My little one just kept himself busy with fishy crackers and rocks. Thank goodness for some weird monsoon weather, otherwise that conversation would've been cut way short. It's too hot to stay outside talking for too long when you live in a desert. I saw this parent again this morning and it was neat to walk in with someone. I even got to meet the classroom TA who is super sweet. She said that my son just makes her laugh and loves his smile! I guess I should leave the house more because I haven't heard these words and it's really nice when people say GOOD things about your kids.

My little one had his third dental cleaning this morning. Nothing like a few primal screams from the back room to make everyone wish it was Happy Hour already! When it was over, the tears stopped almost immediately and he even high fived the hygenist. The tools sound scary, I know. He got his reward coin and chose choking hazard #2, a bounce ball. I'm watching him with it like a hawk. I took him to Target afterwards for a cold drink. He slurped on that while mom browsed the kids' clearance racks. Yes, a swim suit 4t for $1.68! Score! That's for next year and I've never done this before, but I'm going to take my kids in for a Fall photo. I always wait and do a x-mas one, but I'm going to mix it up this year. Also, found two great matching shirts (they'll hate me for this when they're older) that will look oh so cute for the picture!

It's just nice to know that you're not alone.

Lindsay

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ANOTHER VISIT TO SEE GIGI

Aug 22, 2010 09:55pm (EST)

I am doing some occasional before school care for a family, so after dropping off at school this past Friday, I drove down with Tristyn to see his great-grandmother, Gigi, who has been in assisted living for almost a year now. She had a birthday on August 10th and with my parents out of town, I thought that she would appreciate a little surprise visit. I brought her a Wendy's frosty and some toys along for Tristyn to play with. Right as I am about to turn onto the street that will take me to the place, a white hearse makes a turn onto the same road. I tried not to, but I could feel my face flush and tears just started coming. I mean, I know what that means - death, pain, grief, goodbye, sick feeling, etc. Here I am about to visit my grandmother and death is all I can think about. Apparently, I'm not the only one.

I arrived right at 10 a.m. When I knocked on her door and peered in, she was asleep in her wheelchair. I rubbed her shoulder and when she woke up, she recognized us and was so thankful that we came to see her! She asked where my husband was and I said that he was working. "Someone has to", she said. Then she started in about how she can't wait till my parents get back in to town and that she wanted to make sure of something. She told me that in her will or a document with witnesses, that she did not want any artificial means keeping her alive. Last September, she was unconscious, had suffered a stroke, and had a pacemaker put in. She said that all of that was artificial and that my mother shouldn't have done that. If she hadn't and had just been let go, my grandmother wouldn't have to live the way she is living now. These are her words, not mine. She feels bad that my mother is going around and having to do so many things for her and is worrying about her. Gigi thinks that with all of this stress, it will cause her daughter, my mother, to have a stroke. Now high BP runs in my family and I'm the last one to NOT be on meds for it. I'd like it to stay that way, but I tend to get excited easily too, so breathing techniques are helping.

My grandmother hates where she's living. She says that people come there to die. She wishes that she was gone. She wishes that someone could just give her a shot. I feel SO bad for her. I don't know what to say when she tells me all of this stuff. Thank goodness Tristyn is too young to know what's going on, but still it's hard. I pretty much just listened to what she has to say. She used to take care of me when my elementary school was on year-round breaks. I feel like I spent more time with my grandparents than my sister ever did. Even as an adult, I visited more and made it a point to see them. I'm so glad I did. I got married in 2002 and a few months later, my grandfather had passed away. I'm so glad that he was there for my wedding. He missed seeing his great grandson by a few years, but I know that he is holding another one in heaven. My Naethyn is not alone wherever he is.

When I was there visiting my grandmother, an assitant came in to check on her. The assistant says, "Hey, where's your baby?" I was in shock for a second and then I realized that she thought I was my sister, so I said, "Mine didn't make it." You are thinking of my sister. The lady quickly realized that she had made a mistake, apologized, and quickly left. What are you going to do? It just comes from out of nowhere and you don't know what to do. I was a little angry even though it clearly was a mistake. With the white hearse I had just seen and death conversation, it was getting to be overwhelming. Before I knew it, I had been there for an hour and a half, so I decided to pack up and leave. Everytime we visit her, she is more awake and responsive. I wish that I could visit her more often. I will try to. She stays in that room all day long and she's miserable. I don't know what else to do for her. I scrapbook cards with the kids' pictures and I bring her treats. It's just hard. I saw this documentary on PBS about assisted suicide in Switzerland - it's legal there, but with A LOT of rules/procedures to follow. I can't imagine my grandmother ever wanting to do something like that. I will never bring that up. I guess all I can do is just try to visit more often and show her that we care and love her. It's so depressing you guys.

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WEIRD STUFF

Aug 17, 2010 06:11am (EST)

I was able to pop out to Hallmark earlier in the evening. I know, how exciting! I'm in there with all of these grandmas and I just know that will be me in the future. I needed to get a few cards and I actually got a great deal on some clearance stuff. Bargain shopping always puts me in a better mood. And then I heard the name Nathan. A mom was calling to her son in the store and I smiled and thought, really, of all the names it's this one. Okay. Then the mom calls out another name and this time it's Katelyn, Catelyn, Kaitlin, etc. I'm not sure how she spelled it, but you get the idea. If I ever had a girl, Katelyn was it. I just thought it was weird.

Then, I stopped in to visit my salon friend who's son started school today. I asked him how his first day of 5th grade was and he told me that he was in 6th grade! Ugh, what? Oh yeah, that's right I remembered. He was in 4th when I was pregnant and where was I last year? Who knows???!!!! I mean, I was present, but honestly not thinking about anything else. It's like I went from Dec. of 2008, skipped 2009, and here we are in 2010. I was expecting to be doing so many different things too. I'm starting to get sad again.

The one thing about going out in public is seeing all of the pregnant women or families of five! I treated my kids to frozen yogurt afterschool and the lady next to me had 2 boys and then a third baby boy in a stroller. I just smiled, but it made me feel so uncomfortable. It was an afternoon filled with weird stuff like that.

Well, this week I've volunteered to talk about the March of Dimes, Beanies4Babies, and Camp Soaring Eagles at a local high school. I hope that I can get the words out and get some of the kids excited to volunteer and raise money for these organizations. I won't be in front of a huge audience, but the students will be coming up to my tables for info. It should be exciting!

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