"You asked for this"

In case I have new readers...it took us 7 years to get pregnant and our son was conceived through IUI, in a doctors office. But being a Mom is hard!!! (Not harder than I expected, but hard none the less!) Whenever I have a bad or tough day being a Mom, I hear "You asked for this" or "You wanted this". And it is so very true, and I would still would be begging for it if I was still struggling, but it makes me feel like I can't have a bad day. It makes me feel like because it took us 7 years and lots of doctors, that I can't complain about how hard it is being Mom. Or that I am suppose to be the perfect Mom because I had plenty of time to prepare. 

Friday was a tough day around here. The kids slept in, which in normal, and on Friday's I get to join them on the sleeping in! They were both just fine playing in their cribs, so I took my time getting ready for the day...not knowing that Vanessa was only in a nightgown, (Daddy does bedtimes around here!) with easy access to her poopy diaper. (On a side note, she's usually NEVER poopy in the mornings adding to my sense of leisure) I went in and could smell it, and was a little surprised, but proceeded with getting her clothes ready for the day. I went to get her out and noticed there was something all over her hands and face. (YES....FACE!) Then I noticed there was more on the crib. It's then it hit me. SIGH. I left her in the crib and started the bath. I went back in and took off her nightgown. Because she was standing up I had no idea that her diaper was all the way off. (I thought she just pulled stuff out from the side) I couldn't see the diaper. But thought to worry about it later. I bathed her and dressed her and put her in the highchair with some breakfast. Then I went back to her room and cleaned up. Found the diaper under her 3 blankets. After stripping her bed and throwing out a shopping bag full of the diaper, it's contents, a bottle, and a whole lot of wipes, I put her clothes in the washer. Then went to get Sam from his crib, who was still just hanging out. Nothing out of the ordinary, until we came downstairs. He realized that his best friend Cooper, (who is here 4 days a week) and Dad were both not here. (Another side note...I hate Fridays!!!!) He was super cranky the rest of the morning. (By this time I had already said 3 prayers asking for help to be positive and patient) He didn't want to eat anything I offered, and if he asked for something and I didn't get it fast enough he didn't want it anymore. (Oh 2...it scares me that 3 is harder!) So I let him be hungry. He then would scream and yell if Vanessa touched ANY toy! Vanessa refused her first nap which lead to an overtired, cranky baby who, if she misses the first nap is even harder to get down for a second! Sam again refused anything I offered for lunch and has perfected the lying on the floor, kicking and screaming act. (It didn't take long!) The attitude and crankiness continued and was shared and by the time Aaron got home, I was barley holding on.

Why did I document a tough day? To show that just because our family needed help getting started, that we had to wait 7 years, our days are the same as any family. Yes, we begged, pleaded and borrowed to get our children, but we have bad days too. Yes, I asked for it, but I'm not perfect, nothing can fully prepare you for children. Yes, I wanted it, but I will have bad days and I won't feel guilty about venting about it anymore! Yes, it's hard but I wouldn't want to be doing anything else!!!! (And we want more!)

Reproductive Care Center

On Saturday, we were able to go to the zoo for free for the annual patient party from the Reproductive Care Center. (The fertility clinic where we were able to get pregnant with Sam) I was in awe with how many people where there and who's lives have been touched by the help of these doctors. Our doctor was Dr. Blauer and there was literally a line of people thanking him for their miracles. (Including us of course!)

Dr. Keith Blauer

When you entered the zoo, if you were there for the party, the gave you a white wristband to wear. I was stopped by a woman who had seen one of the other doctors 10 years ago, and asked if I would talk with her sister about my experience with my doctor. I was more than happy to. We talked for about 45 minutes! When I told them that we got pregnant with an IUI they were shocked. They both said they never heard of it working and that the first round didn't work for her, so they were going to try IVF. (All with a different clinic) I explained to her that each time you do an IUI, your percentage goes up, until the 5th try and that Sam was our 2nd try. After our long talk, she felt that there was hope. I also told her that if she was thinking of trying out this clinic but couldn't pick which doctor, to look at each head nurse. Dr. Blauer's head nurse is Liezle and my angel. I told her that Liezle goes out of her way to make you feel like you are the only person in the world and gives 110% of herself!

We are so very thankful for this place and the work they do!