Ding, Ding, Ding

Round One
So Lon and I got married in January in Vegas and at the Little White Wedding Chapel. It was a blast and all about just us. Shortly after we found out we had a little one on the way. After the flash of my life before my eyes, thoughts of the pain, and screaming, and diapers I realized this was of course what we had always wanted and we were so happy. I took the babies first pictures-the pregnancy test( I took 4 of them), called the doctor, made the appointment, and tried to keep quiet. Week 8 came and we headed off to the doctor for our first ultrasound. It was blank-nothing. I knew immediately something was wrong. I mean in my previous marriage we had tried for a child for a year and NOTHING. After all the bloodwork was done three days later I miscarried. I cried and the thought of never knowing that little muffin and worse the thought of never having a child. I mean I am a teacher. My life is devoted to other people's children. Have you noticed a growing epidemic among teachers? We can't have children. So many of my friends have had trouble, we're stressed, we're sick, and we are heartbroken. Lon and I did everything we were told-I took my basal temp. like a madman and knew exactly what to do-4 months later we were pregnant again. That was a week ago-and now it seems we've lost another. Our first appointment with Dr. Dunn is Aug. 13. If this is or has happened to you, you understand, let there be hope and faith, let us comfort one another. That which we work hard for is gravely appreciated. And please, please stop telling all of us at the bottom of the hill that if we just stop thinking about babies and relax we'll have one.

And so it goes...

And so it goes is a ballad by Billy Joel-it's sweet and sad just like most of our lives. My whole life has been one big recital. I have always tried to be that perfect girl. I went to Catholic school, college, married my best friend from high school, and became what I had always dreamed of becoming-a Kindergarten teacher. The college I picked was wrong..I cried and transferred. The husband I picked was wrong...I cried and got divorced. And like I said I teach Kindergarten-oh it's the best and I wouldn't give it up for anything but have you actually ever been in a Kindergarten classroom aside from when you were 5? Well, come and put a tent around my circus because that's what it is. I have recently married Lon, the man I should have always been with and our life is truly perfect. Perfect house, perfect dogs, perfect jobs, we don't even fight when we pick out furniture. There's only one thing missing to our perfect team..little muffins (babies) in almost 6 months of marriage we have been pregnant twice and miscarried twice and now face the battle of fertility. Who knew it was so hard to have those cute little, chubby little things especially since my day is filled with other people's children-can't we have one of our own. The round one bell has been rung...this blog will help us keep the tallies of who's winning.And so it goes...