no more grandmothers

The world lost a beautiful woman today. Adam’s Grandmama went to join the Lord. I am so thankful we got to see her in March. I told Adam at that time that I thought it was the last time we would see her as I didn’t think she was doing well medically. I told Grandmama before we left that she needed to take care of herself as she was our last Grandmother! A short ten weeks later and she is gone. In this past short 3 years we have lost my grandparents and both of Adam’s grandmothers. We love you, Grandmama.

 

baby troubles

We met with a specialist this week about our troubles getting pregnant. We left with an armful of information of fertility treatments and adoption. Oddly it was both devastating and comforting to hear her say, “yes, there is a problem”. I am not sure why it felt good to hear it, other than it just affirmed our suspicions and made me feel like I’m not crazy. And, she gave us hope. Which I felt I had lost.

We do not yet know exactly what the problem is but there are two things that she zeroed in on more than once. My age. I’ll be a young 36 on Monday and this concerns her. She is worried about premature menopause as it runs in my family and I have been having night-sweats. Secondly, the fact that I have never been on any form of contraception in our 16-year marriage is troublesome. So, we are both being tested right now-some things are pending already and more tests are scheduled for this week.

We are struggling with how aggressive to be with this. We don’t want to play God but have such a strong desire to have a child. Adam, especially does not want to do anything really invasive. I had told him about Clomid before our appointment and after she explained it even better he is comfortable with trying it. As we talked about the increased risk of multiple babies, though Adam quickly said, “we aren’t greedy…we just want one!”. If anything, we are at highest risk for twins…it was odd to listen to her talk about twins as she talked like twins are no big deal! Which, in hindsight, I am sure she delivers multiples all the time but geesh….more than one!?! The idea gives us the jitters to be sure, especially considering my Father-in-law’s dream about our twin boys when we were first married! Yikes!! No matter what we will be thankful to Him for however many he gives us!

I will be starting the Clomid in a couple of weeks. Meanwhile we are praying that we get pregnant naturally this month! And, we are trying to keep our spirits up. They gave us a bunch of information on the psychological aspect of infertility….all TRUE. Just sayin’.

empty-nesters

Our birdies have left-and the geranium survived! We were amazed at how quickly they grew! By the end they did NOT fit in the nest. They were wiggling around pretty much at all times and usually at least one or two of them were sitting outside of the nest.

Day 2

Day 2

Day 3

Day 3

 

 

 

 

Day 8 (gettin' feathers!)

Day 4
 

Day 15-one day before leaving

bird-cam

Okay, YES we need to get a life…or at least a baby!

But, they are so darn cute! The babies are growing super fast. I have some photos to show how they have changed since they hatched but wanted to get this link posted for now. I read that after about 12 days we should stop petting harassing them so as to avoid startling them and causing them to accidentally take flight before they are truly ready causing them to fall from the nest and be injured. So, Adam rig’d up our very own bird-cam so we could keep spying: http://adamandshana.homeip.net:8082/

Adam snagged this awesome video of Mama feeding the babes:

Two different birdies flew out of the basket hanging on the other side of the porch yesterday and sure enough, there was a partially-done basket in it. I checked it today and it is complete. They are a different bird so I suppose if we have to put up with birds living on our porch at least we get to watch different ones!

 

bobbie the bird

For awhile now I have had near-death experiences whenever I water my flowers hanging on our front porch. It never fails. Right as I near the baskets a maniac bird flies out. It doesn’t just leave the basket, or at least that is the way it seems. It flies at me first, literally. I’ve been complaining about it taking residence up there to Adam, who finally checked it out yesterday. Look what he found!!

 

Six!! Yay! And, looking back at this picture from yesterday we can now see that the top left egg was already hatching! The next pic is from 24 hours later. Aren’t they the ugliest cutest baby birdies ever?!! Needless to say I have made peace with Bobbie the Mama bird. She now flies out of the basket as soon as we step on the porch, flies across the street and sits in the same tree in our neighbor’s yard every time. I have to say…I don’t think I’ve been this excited since discovering peanut butter! Doesn’t take much, that’s for sure!