Okay, now I'm grumpy. Three times in the last two days, I've been typing merrily along and pressed some button on the keyboard (I think) that makes my husband's laptop decide to go back a page. Which, of course, means that I lose everything I've typed. I can't figure out what it is, but this time it really ticked me off . . . I was more than half-done! Grr!
Northstar: I'm with you on finding this place being very beneficial. My husband doesn't get it either, especially since he doesn't particularily want kids. He doesn't NOT want them, but he wouldn't have chosen to have them if the partner he ended up with didn't have that as a major life goal. So it was pretty hard to obsess with him . . . and I don't think men handle this stuff the same way we women do anyway. Knitting isn't harder than sewing, but it is different . . . I'm not very good at sewing (especially with the stupid bleeping machine I've got), but I knit pretty well now. I bet you could learn to knit, if you wanted to. The first bit of the learning curve is awfully steep, but it gets better once you start to catch on.
Tickletoes: I'm glad my reminder was a good one. The hard thing is that in terms of TTC, 7 months is not a long time, it doesn't put you into worry territory yet, but in terms of personal frustration and anguish, it IS a long time. It's hard to reconcile those two things. I'm glad Simon is not going to grow out of those ears, they're adorable! And thank you for the hope. I have a friend who likes to train cats who thinks that six-toed cats are the most trainable. He has trained his two five-toed cats to sit, roll over, shake-a-paw and jump through a hoop - and maybe beg, I don't remember for sure. He would be so jealous that you had a polydactyl cat. And I love when cats get all full of piss and vinegar and start wigging out, turning their heads upside down or looking in circles, spinning around, attacking absolutely nothing. It makes me cheery! Are you Tickletoes on Ravelry, too? I'm Hykue on there. I don't expect you'll be on here right away again, what with the business you needed to attend to.
ShannonO: I'm sorry AF found you, but thanks for writing such a funny post about it . . . what a good way to deal with it! I hope she gets over her anger by next month . . . I think I got stuck with an abusive aunt, so I'm really happy I can kick her out while I grow a baby in her spot. Ha, take that, Aunt Flo! Anyway, I'm glad you got an answer without having to spend any money, and in time for the race. Good luck, and have fun!
Val: I'm glad you're making a baby blanket, that sounds fun! I might just have to see about doing that myself in a little while. And I'm with you on being impressed with Taxlady's wonderful attitude. Even now, I'm not quite acheiving peace, never mind optimism! But I'm getting closer every day. Unfortnately, I can think of lots of reasons that my pregnancy might not be okay. The best I can do is try to focus on the very small probability of any of those things being true. And try to focus on all the good signs along the way.
This is where I was when my computer went all stupid, so sorry if you gals above got shafted!
Taxlady: On the topic of pet names/baby names, I intentionally named my dog something that I had never heard as a human name, so no-one would ever have a chance to be offended that my dog had the same name as them. I named her Aria. Since then, I have personally known one guy who named his kid Aria, and I've heard about a whole bunch more on these boards! Imagine my surprise. My next dog, I'll name it Nephron. Pretty much no chance of anyone naming their kid that! And I like the name Eric, although I like Erica better, but when I asked my husband how he liked the name Erica he just looked at me funny. I kind of forgot that it might be confusing to have a child whose name is really similar to a parent's name - my DH is named Erik! Yeah, I'd love to have more kids homeschool here, but the commute would suck preeeeeetty badly. As for the new slang, I was actually horrified when I worked one summer with a 19-year-old. He was a sweet kid, but when I would have said, "Cool", he said, "Bangin'". It made me literally cringe . . . it made me think of gang-bang, which isn't nice at all, in any way. When I asked him to stop because it really bothered me, and explained why it bothered me, he told me that that's what it actually meant. Ack! And he couldn't stop saying it, it was too much a part of his vocabulary. Actually, he was good for a laugh quite a few times too, not just cringing . . . there was a mechanic in the small town we worked near who only worked in the summers, and in the winters he went snowboarding. The kid I worked with said, "No way, Mike can't snowboard, he's too old!" (For reference, I think Mike was about 45 or so). People argued with the kid, but he was insistent that Mike was "too old" to snowboard. Finally, someone asked how old he thought Mike was. I expected he would say 60 or 65, which I would think was getting up there for snowboarding . . . he said, "I don't know - OLD! . . . he must be at least 35!" One of the guys at the table was 36, and was (understandably) not impressed with this estimate of "OLD". And that's when I remembered what 19-year-olds think like. I love the image of your husband trying to show you the new dance craze, only to find it on the internet and have it be completely different. That cracks me up! I like TED too. I've really only poked around there a bit, but what I've seen I've usually liked. Finally, at the end of my very long response to you . . . I dreamt last night that you got pregnant! Naturally, but you lost a lot of weight (for some reason) - you only weighed 65 pounds! So I hope my dream comes half-true . . . it is just a dream after all, so I think half-true is about all one should expect anyway.
Birdie: I don't think it's weird at all that that helped . . . it makes a ton of sense to me, because they were sure it wouldn't happen for them, and it did! I wish insurance was better there too! Here's hoping you get Mr. Smiley-man soon!
Boots: I'm not sure if I remembered to respond to you last time. I hope you start feeling better soon, and that you get to stay that way for a while this time!
Shellhawk: I'm with Taxlady . . . you still around? Hope you're doing well!
AFM: I am feeling pretty good (thanks for asking, Taxlady!). I'm tired all the time, sleeping about 12 hours a night, which I think is a good sign . . . and I have zits, also a good sign. I peed on a second stick yesterday, and it was much darker than the first one - the second line is almost as dark as the control line. I just want to make it a few more days and then I'll start to relax more . . . I know that even if I WAS going to lose this one, which I'm not, darnit, it wouldn't be that likely to happen on exactly the same day, but I can't help feeling like I'll be much safer once I make it past tomorrow - that was my bad day last time I was pregnant. At least it was early, so that I can start to relax sooner rather than later! I want to make an appointment to make sure it's all looking good, too . . . I think that would help me out a lot. Unfortunately, there appears to be something wrong with the clinic's phone - it rings three times and then hangs up on me every time I call. Well, it did yesterday. I guess I'll have to try again today, and if it doesn't work, I'll have to go into town and make an appointment in person (and tell them that I think their phone system bites . . . only in nicer words). If I wake up feeling anything other than crampy and bloody tomorrow, I will feel very relieved - no matter whether it's bleary, thirsty, grumpy, confused, whatever it is, I'll be happy. There's still lots of time for even more of you to join in the November DDC . . . hopefully a bunch of you do!