2012

I welcome you with open arms. I pray and hope that...
-you not heard that my tubes are funky
-haven't heard that my ovaries are acting a fool
-that you know I want to drop 20lbs.
-that you know for a fact I wouldn't mind beginning 20lbs due to being preggers
-that I am able to pay off a student loan...or at least half of it.
-that more than anything on Earth I want to be a mommy.

Just praying.


Happy New Years. May it be the best yet.

and so...

another year is coming to an end, and I couldn't be happier. 2011 wasn't the best of years for the zemog's. As soon as the clock rings midnight tomorrow night, I am not looking back. Repeat. I am not looking back. I pray and hope that 2012 bring much good for the zemogs. I hope 2012 is the year I pay off one student loan. I hope 2012 is the year I drop 20lbs. I hope 2012 is the year I gain back the 20 lbs I am planning on loosing because I pray with all my heart that 2012 is the year we get preggers and become parents. That's not asking for much....is it?

There's a crime scene in my pants...

There you have it. In a nutshell, we're NOT pregnant. Again. It sucks, but one must remain hopeful. We'll try again and again until it happens. Meanwhile, I can hit the gym and keep myself busy and NOT stress. Try not to focus on everyone around me walking around with a belly or about to pop out a kid. Trying to avoid people who can't help but ask, "when are you going to have a baby?!" Really annoying individual, because our sex life is any of your concern. People who are always asking, even if they haven't seen you in years, but still believe it's okay to ask, piss me off. No sir and madame, it is NOT okay to ask. Some of us have to work to have a baby, unlike others who just seem to open their legs and BAM! they're pregnant.

Enough ranting. Off to Pilates.

First grade teacher no more...

It has been a good while since I've gotten around to posting anything. Sorry! It has just been crazy. In the past three months, my grandmother passed, I flew to Honduras to visit family and her grave, got news from my OB that my only hope for children is IVF, got more news from my RE (Reproductive Endocrinologist) that my tubes and ovaries are doing okay and... I made the decision to move to fourth grade. Yep, Mrs. Gomez is no longer the first grade teacher, much to the kindergartner's, (and their parents), disappointment. I am moving to fourth. Sadly, my good friend and co-worker decided to move back home to NOLA, and took a position out there, which made it possible for me to make the move.

I am very excited. I am very nervous. I am very anxious. I am full of ideas...and doubt. Though, I am trying to rid myself of the doubt and just focus on the excitement of a new challenge. I've had the students before as first graders. They're very excited! As are the parents, a lot of them have told me how excited they are to have me again, I even had a few come into my end of school party and hug me and congratulate me on the move.

The math and science frighten me a little. I am trying to research to see if there are any math courses being offered in the Texas area during the summer. So far, just one, one day seminar. I hope I am able to come across at least one more I can attended. I do, however, have access the math and science online, so I'll be reviewing the material I'll be teaching!

crampy and sleepy

So I'm 7dpo and I've been oh so sleepy since I woke up and very crampy. These cramps aren't the OMG, I'm in so much pain, it hurts, cramps. These are more like the, "these are so annoying", cramps. I hope that these are positive signs. I'm currently 7dpo, I know that implantation will happen anywhere from 7-10dpo. As always, I know time will tell. Time will always tell. I just hope that this time, time will tell us good news.

how is it decided

So last night my husband, some friends and I went to the rodeo to see Mr. Tim McGraw. As we're walking up to Reliant Stadium for the show, we're almost run over by these two idiots, both pushing stroller, with babies in them. What the hell?! I was not okay with that. How is it that these two idiots have babies and clearly don't know what the hell they're doing. Meanwhile, those of us who are at a good place in life are having a dickens of a time getting pregnant. How is that right? How is that fair? How is it decided who get's to get pregnant and who has to keep trying and trying and trying and trying? How? I would love to know this.

It's not that I'm bitter, because I'm not. I would just like to know, which I know isn't possible since I'm on God's time not my own. I am aware of that, I just need reminders from time to time. It is frustrating to want something so badly and not getting it. Telling my husband monht after month that "oh yea, my period just came, we're not pregnant.", is very hard. This whole process is very hard and draining. Draining mentally, emotionally and physically. We're not giving it up though. God will, our time to be pregnant and become parents will come soon enough. I just needed to vent.
Thanks for listening...is anyone listening?

Fabulous in First: Happy Birthday To You and Sale!

Came across this and love it! Can't wait to do with my first graders. Might even get my hubby to make us a Dr. Seuss cake!


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