Chronic Ama

Almost two weeks since my surgery and I still hurt. I guess that's expected, but I sucks. I was only able to do about 20 minutes of yoga  before I had to pop some ibuprofen and relax. Sucks sucks sucks. So, last Friday I had my follow up with the doctor. Apparently I didn't have any cysts this time, but I had scar tissue that was so bad, it was pulling my uterus to the left and it completely covered my ovary and fallopian tube on the left side. Yuck. I also had fibroids on my ovary that were biopsied, but are believed to be nothing of concern. The doctor said that if I wanted to get pregnant again (which I don't), I probably only have the use of my right ovary. And, if the pain doesn't go away, I may need another surgery to "clean me out" again. I also inquired about getting my tubes tied. If I don't need another surgery, they can do this new thing called Essure  that is supposed to be easy and non invasive. Fine, but I have this gut feeling that I

Mother's Day is upon us and I could not have gotten past the last three days without my mom and my grandma. I had my surgery on Thursday afternoon. Mom watched the kiddos while Nanie took me to the hospital and waited for me all afternoon. I wasn't even nervous going into surgery 'cos my Nanie and I just passed the time talking and talking and laughing too. As for the actual surgery, I'm still not sure what all they did or found. I know there was an excessive amount of scar tissue again. I am also as sore as sore can be. First, I was just sore around the incision in my tummy, but today, it seems almost worse. Sitting her typing is killing me a bit. It's my goal to not need pain meds after today, but I guess we'll see about that. I can't wait to find out what all was done to me. I have my follow up appointment on Friday morning, so I have to wait all week. Blah. Anywhoo... the sofa is calling my name. Happy Mother's Day to all you hot mommas out the

Let me rewind myself a few weeks back to March. I went to my annual exam with my OBGYN and decided it was best to make an appointment for a surgery consultation in September. I was thinking ahead a little. I knew I was bound to have problems with my ovaries and with scar tissue from my C section and I also wanted to get my tubes tied and be done with it. I discussed all this with the wonderful nurse practitioner, who thought it was great that I was thinking ahead. She also warned me that if I started having pain again from cysts that I would need to bump up the appointment. No problem, I thought. I also had committed to exercising and trying my best to keep a high protein diet and eat my vegetables. I figured that this time around I was gonna be on top of my ovaries. Bah! Fast forward to midnight last night. I turned over in my sleep and was very rudely awakened by a terribly sharp pain in my left side. I thought I could wait it out and tried to fall back asleep. But, 15 minut

Alright, I'll be honest, I never thought I'd be the kind of mom to make my own baby food. But, after receiving an immersion blender for Christmas and thinking of ways to save a buck, I started my days as a baby gourmet. It's really easy. No really, it is. You don't need that $100 plus Baby Breeza or the Baby Bullet system. Just take your butt down to Walmart or Target and invest in one of these (look at picture) immersion blenders that comes with a cup. I believe you can get one for about $20. I'm pretty sure Target has one for like $19.97 or something close. And then you may wanna take a short trip to the dollar store for a few packages of small, reusable/disposable plastic containers with lids. The, you need to go through your cupboards and find an old, small cake pan, some cheap bandaids (also available at the dollar store) and a sharpie or other permanent black marker. I use the bandaids and sharpie to label what I make so it's not confusing in the freez

So, lately I've had a couple of bad experiences at restaurants. I figured I'd share them. And maybe some of my good experiences as well. I might save your meal one night. First off, I'll tell you a little about On The Border . I'd rather be shot at on the border by drug lords then have to eat here again. The second to last time we were there, it wasn't that bad. It wasn't good enough to go again any time soon, either. The vinyl booth seats were rather torn. It was so funny, we ended up taking pictures of the huge tears that scratched our behinds as we scooted in and out. The forks were all misshapen like the kids were playing slingshot with them at a school cafeteria. We took pictures of them too. Both should have been indicators that the place was going downhill fast, but I still returned a while later to dine at such an establishment. Which leads me to my last and final experience at the pseudo-mexican joint that we used to enjoy in years long gone. It was a S

There's something that's been on my mind for a long time and gets pushed to the forefront by a lot of people around me. It's what I believe in. I don't really believe there's a god with a plan for me. I do believe in being spiritual I guess, but I don't fall into a religious category. I choose not to. For years, I have followed a way of thinking, as I have categorized it. Satanism. I am a Satanist. I believe in myself. I believe in being intelligent, educated and being myself. No, I don't worship the devil (nor do I sacrifice small animals). I worship myself. In a nutshell, I feel that if I can't pick myself up and dust myself off when shit goes wrong, I don't expect anyone to help me. I expect to make informed decisions about my life and be smart about it. I also expect that of other people. Unless you have put forth the effort to be your best, don't come crawling to me for help. That follows my political views to an extent. I don't have th

I really have been trying to think about everything that 2011 brought me, but I went to therapy for that. It's time to look forward! Logan just hit 4 months yesterday. I'm looking forward to his reflux getting under control. Thankfully, he got tons of bibs and new clothes for christmas, so it's cutting down my laundry need a little. He's still on two different formulas and medicine and he's also started solids. We started early since one of his formulas has rice cereal in it already, we figured, might as well. We have noticed a big change in him since. He's spitting up a little less. He's sleeping through the night. He's on a set schedule. And he's not constipated anymore. I also have been doing something I NEVER dreamed I would do... I've been making my own baby food. I started with some pureed pumpkin when I cooked my last pumpkin last month. He loved it! Then, for Christmas I got an immersion blender and have made him applesauce, bananas, and