Doctor Visit Update

Hello, all. I saw Dr. Williams yesterday, and he told me.....that I ovulated!!! I was stunned. I may have made a fool out of myself in the office when he told me, actually. I grinned like an idiot all the way home, and couldn't resist calling people to tell them. Which had to be a weird phone call. Yaya Princess was in a limo with clients, and there's a good chance Little Bro was in his carpool. Sorry, ya'll. But I ovulated! I'm surprised it wasn't on CNN....

What does this mean? Well, if our timing was good, I could be pregnant. Wow. We'll know in about seven to ten days. I'm about five days into the famed "Two Week Wait". Which I have to say sucks just as bad as I thought it would. If my period is late, I'll test. And test. And test some more. If it shows up, that's okay, too. At least we know that 150 mg of Clomid is the right place to start. I'm cool either way. But did I mention that I ovulated?!?!

I'm taking it easy today. We were out super-late with Mama, Bro, and Lizzy last night, and slept in. Brian went to work, and I went to the couch. I'm supposed to be accomplishing a lot. So far, I've accomplished a nap and a blueberry muffin. Such hard work... But hey, I may be growing a human. Leave me alone! I am having a few weird things going on (I'll spare you the details) that make me wonder, but I know how the Two Week Wait messes with your head; this isn't my first time at the rodeo, after all. So I'm not obsessing. Nope. Not a bit.... Okay, I'm totally obsessing. In fact, I'm now off to watch as many baby-delivery-huge family shows as possible. And maybe take a nap. Have a great Saturday!

Thursday Night

I think this is going to be a bullet-point blog. I am not terribly wordy or creative today....

I love the new season of ER.

I hate that it will be the last season, though.

I learned tonight that I shouldn't rest my head on the sewing machine because it will catch my hair.

I discovered that making eight drawstring bags at once makes my brain hurt. One at a time from now on.

I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow. I hope I ovulated.

I think I ovulated. But I thought that last month and was wrong.

Sweet Sister Sarah called me today. I miss her.

We'll see Little Bro and Sweet Lizzy tomorrow night, and I am excited.

The gearshift of my car came off in my hand tonight.

My car is officially a beater, as of 6:15 PM.

I was insulted this week. Many people came to my defense, but it still hurts.

Brian is working way too much, but it's necessary.

I am really excited about the Yaya Princess' new house.

I thought Thanksgiving was this coming Thursday. I nearly cried when I found out I was wrong.

Much like the YP, I am addicted to Facebook as well.

There is a new Hill in the world. I think that makes over 80 in our family at last count.

Tiny and Merle are actively watching television with Brian. Wolves fascinate them, apparently.

I am sooooo tired. Goodnight.

I'm a horrible blogger....

Every day I go through about 10 blogs, checking in to see what everyone has been up to, the progress Nie is making by reading CJane's blog (please click! Or donate!  And pray!), and basically keep in touch with people.  There is a blog that I have been following for quite some time that hasn't been updated in nearly a month. Rather than being annoyed that I don't have new posts to read, I'm very worried about this lady.  What has happened in her life to keep her from updated her friends and family that read her blog?  She has a chronically ill daughter; has she taken a turn for the worse? What's going on with this sweet family!?!  

Then, it hit me.  I haven't updated in ages.  What if other people feel that way about my blog (I hope, I hope)?  So, I promise I will be better about updating.  I would love to write daily and keep people in the loop, so to speak.  But days have a tendency to run away from me around here.  Four "vicarious kids", a husband with a 60 hour work week, a house to clean and two jobs will do that to ya.  But I don't want other people to have to worry about whether or not we're okay!

We are, for the record, just fine.  We've made it into (and nearly through!) the fall.  We had a great Halloween party Friday night and enjoyed having lots of people here.  We're basically doing great!  We are too busy and need some free time to hang out together, but that's just par for us. If I haven't told you yet, I failed my second round of Clomid last month, so we've upped the dose again this month.  I've nearly finished it, so we'll see what happens in about 12 days or so when I go for the ultrasound.  I'm hopeful, but still realistic.  

In other news,  I'm working my tail off getting the shop ready for Christmas, and Brian is working his butt off for the Bargain Basement Retail Chain.  We need to start Christmas shopping, too.  We'll be starting on our Operation Christmas Child box this week, finally.  If you're looking for a great thing to do, this is it!  I cannot tell you the joy that we get out of this mission each year.  They do great things, and need your help.  Hurry -- those boxes have a long way to travel before Christmas!  However, I think it's a horrid sign of the time that the economy has gotten so bad that we (and lots of others) have had to cut back to only doing one box this year.  Christmas will be small but meaningful at the Baileys household this year!  I hate that that has to effect our charitable contributions, but it does.  

I haven't approached politics at all on my blog, I know.  And I won't now.  But please, above all else, if you choose to vote make sure you cast an informed vote.  Seek out non-partisan news, unbiased d facts, and don't trust the things you read in your email.  And while you're at it, read this book.  I'll cover more on it when I finish it!

Okay, I have to get to bed.  I'm sorry to keep you all hanging for so long, and hope that you're still with me.  Have a great week!