Thursday, January 19, 2012

Not Gone, And Hopefully Not Forgotten

HAS IT REALLY BEEN THIS LONG? (according to my Mother, yes, it has)

Anyone still out there?  If you are, I really am still here and apologize for the major delay in posting, but I do have my reasons.  I'll get into that part of it later, but for now, here's the last few months in a nutshell:

Once again, there seems to be nothing better than a big cardboard box and holey socks. After attending a puppet show at the library, puppet shows were big in our household for about a week.  It was quite amusing as both boys acted out everything (socks included) with their faces showing.

For Thanksgiving, we made the 14 hour trek to Florida.  We split it into a 2-day drive and a fairly consistent theme seemed to emerge there and back: Day one went swimmingly, everyone was in a grand mood, ready to travel.  Day two we were all reduced to complaining, picking, crying (from the back seat) and peacemaking, yelling, begging (from the front seat).  It was certainly worth the trip though, the coast and our family treated us well and we had some good times up and down the beach.

December turned out to be pretty crazy-each week the boys had at least 3 major celebrations or birthday parties to attend.  Here are Boy and Baby O at the Kindergarten holiday party making ice cream cone Christmas trees.  Baby O felt like such a grown-up participating in all the activities alongside his brother, we are so lucky to have such a kind teacher who has made him an honorary member of the class.

Just taking a moment to brag about my mad cupcake skills-the poinsettias and reindeer were a big hit with Kindergarten.  I may not be able to bake a cake to save my life, but man-o-man, can I decorate a cupcake. 

We celebrated Christmas as one big family.  Both sets of grandparents were able to join us and Christmas morning was full of bulldozers, super heroes, trains, cars, Legos, scooters, knee pads, and headlamps among other things.  It never ceases to amaze me how loud it can get in our household.  I'm used to loud, but this was pretty insane. 


I went into a weird funk after Halloween.  At the time I didn't pay much attention to it, thinking it was just the change in weather or all the upcoming events of the holidays.  But, by the time we arrived home from our Thanksgiving vacation, I had all but stopped doing most of the things that I enjoyed doing from day to day.  I stopped reading, stopped running, started taking three hour naps during the day, and going to bed soon after we put the kids to bed at 7:30 pm each night.  It got so bad that about a half hour before Daddy O would get home from work, I would force myself to open the blinds, make the bed and get dressed.  Had it not been for some sporadic play dates, having to pick up and drop off Boy O at school, and of course feed my family, I probably would not have gotten out of bed. 

After a couple of weeks of working my way towards bed sores, I assumed the worst.  I debated on what kind of specialist needed to see me.  The endocrinologist couldn't get me in for another six months.  The family practitioner couldn't see me for another four weeks.  Daddy O assumed I was having a mid-life crisis and was on the verge of a break down.  Should I check into psychiatry?

Then I had a random conversation with one of the moms at Baby O's regular playgroup.   We were talking about where we had traveled for Thanksgiving and she had been the small coastal town in Florida where we had spent our vacation.  She said she would never forget that town, because (and without any indication of my current state of mind or affairs), she happened to mention several symptoms she had experienced several years earlier in that very place.  As I was listening, my mind started to say, check, check and check-maybe?  No way.  Seriously.  Not a chance.

To make a long story short, the physician who had matriculated from several prominent Ivy League schools and who also informed us that it would not be possible for us to conceive on our own was wrong.  Not only was I pregnant, but according to my obstetrician, I was already almost through the first trimester. 

Oooohhhh.  Makes perfect sense now.  Tearing up while reading a Christmas story or watching a cotton commercial....having a sudden aversion to the smell of coffee...periodic nausea...being tired ALL the time...these among probably every other tell tale sign of being pregnant.  No, it's not rocket science, but this was the furthest thing from my mind. Needless to say, it came as quite the shock. 

What I love about this news, is that every time we tell someone of the "shocking" news, they respond by saying, we knew this was going to happen....

Daddy O and I kind of wish everyone else would have let us in on the whole thing, but it's great news and we are all excited about the new addition to our family.  Boy O is eager to suggest names-his top choices so far are Clark and Bruce.   Baby O remains blissfully unaware and it is going to be one interesting ride to say the least. 

One last thing, is there any other news about our future that you wish to share with me?  I'm kind of all surprised out....


  1. Congrats! You have been busy! When are you due? I've only got 8 weeks left, so I totally feel your pain. I have missed you! Shoot me an email sometime...

  2. Hahahaha! I am soooooooo excited for you! I had a dream just the other night that you were pregnant! I remember you telling me about this time last year that it would never happen! You're about to have your hands really full! Just rest every second you can get and don't forget to workout even if its just a walk!

  3. Congratulations! Very happy to hear your good news. I have followed your blog for a while and I'm happy to see that you are back to writing again. I am an Ethiopian and a mommy of one boy. I love adoption stories. Keep us posted!

  4. Wooooo hoooooo I can get on your comment section. Man oh man, I have tried for so many days! The pictures are so beautiful. How precious you were able to have both sets of parents. Surely pays off to be closer to home. I loved how you put your pregnant paragraph in the end. What a pleasant surprise for the readers. I am glad not just me told you that it wasn't a surprise after all. Its when you think you done and you don't think about it anymore, huh? What a beautiful miracle you are embarking on. On a side note, enough boys, lets think of some girl names, right? I want a little girl looking just like you:)))

  5. As Andrea said-my comments section was bewitched for awhile-I haven't been able to respond at all until now.

    Ashley-I'm due at the end of July. Only eight weeks left? You must be so excited and I desperately need to catch up on your blog soon.

    Venessia-I do remember that conversation. If I had a nickel for everytime I've had that discussion, I would be rich :) It is kind of humorous...

    Anonymous-I'm so flattered that someone who is not a family member or friend reads my blog! Thank you for the nice comment. I love getting comments.

    Andrea-you were the first person I told after my husband. Thank you for your perspective and keeping me sane until my first doctor's appointment. I really did think I was losing it until it was confirmed by the doctor (I guess I was still 'losing it' but at least I had a good excuse...). A girl would be a nice addition, but as Boy O mentioned...there are just not that many girl names out there (that he can think of)-just Diana from Wonderwoman :)

  6. You could knock me over with a feather on this one. CONGRATULATIONS!!!! I am thrilled for the whole dam-family. I'll bet your mom and dad are over the moon with excitement. Oh, and great cupcakes, by the way. XOXO

  7. OH MY GOODNESS CONGRATS!! As soon as I read that you were tired I thought, I bet she's pregnant. How wonderful! You are now the 5th person I know who is due in July. Will you find out what you're having?? Congrats!!!!!!

  8. that you're expecting...will the current "baby O" pass on his title to the lil one? Will he be "toddler O?" haha. Our babies aren't babies anymore... ;)

  9. How about 'Princess O'?

  10. I have thought about this-the funniest suggestion I've had so far is to refer to the newest Baby O as 'Baby Uh-O'! I have no idea and am open to all suggestions. If I do keep up blogging, I think maybe it would be better to think of nicknames for everybody. I can just imagine still referring to Baby O when he is 25. I still kind of like the 'O' thing though. Maybe it will be easier when we find out the sex-yes, no more surprises for us :)

  11. We are so excited for all of you!! The neighborhood has been all abuzz with the news and I finally got your blog site address....AGAIN, from Heather, so we can finally send our congratulations!!
    Love the blog, it's such a fun way to share your lives, I am such a horrible keep-in-toucher!!
    Take care of yourself and can't wait to see what happens in Family O's life next!


    1. Don't worry Katee, I'm a horrible keeper-in-toucher. I'm much better at updating the blog sometimes. Thanks for the congrats and please say hi to everyone for me!