As mentioned, Katie and I were approached by UFC about guest writing on their blog for Father’s Day. We of course immediately said yes! The post is here as well as included below.
Ever since I was old enough to know who my dad was, I have wanted to be one.
The love of a child is an incredibly inexplicable thing. I loved my dad because he loved me. He cared about me and played with me and provided for me. I thought that was pretty cool and I wanted to do that too. I wanted to be just like my dad. Once I got married I figured that would happen pretty quickly. Being ahusband was pretty awesome, and I wanted to upgrade that.
Hi guys! We will be sharing two special posts during our infertility hiatus. Utah Fertility Center recently approached Jason and I about guest posting on their blog for Mother’s and Father’s Day. They know that we strive to be open about our infertility and post about it to help others. I know for me Mother’s Day was just ridiculously hard so I was thrilled for the chance to be a form of support for others on this difficult day.
To those of you battling infertility, it’s definitely ok to feel that Mother’s Day is one of the worst days of the year. It’s a rough time. Here are some of my thoughts about this holiday. And as always, wishing you luck during your own infertility journey.
I wanted to tell you all a little bit about our last month and a half and why you haven’t heard anything from us since then.
Ella was doing extremely well from all aspects except for eating. Babies need to learn to eat (sucking, swallowing and breathing at the same time is hard) and, since she was on a feeding tube and drugged for much of the last few weeks, she never learned to eat. Compound that with the fact that her heart isn’t as capable as ours of pumping the oxygen she needs, and thus she tires easily. Eating was and is the biggest issue for her now. She will still require surgery over the summer at some point, but they can’t do it until she has gained some weight and grown a little. Thus, they kept her on a feeding tube. Continue reading →
I realize it’s been a long time since you heard from me. Forgive me, I’ve been a tad busy.
Those who know me well know that I am always completely level-headed and stoic and never show any signs of emotion or anything. Right? 😉 Well, this post is a little sappy, even for me. Can you blame me?
After my visit to Labor and Delivery on the 29th every day felt like we were on red alert. We tried to distract ourselves by working on projects so they’d be ready for when the girls came. I reupholstered the cushions for our rocking chair and Jason painted the frame. On the 6th Jason decided we needed further distraction and wanted to take me to the open house for the Provo City Center Temple. He had volunteered as an usher a few weeks ago but hadn’t gone on the full tour yet. I was hesitant; I wanted to go and see it too but it was so much walking and standing in line…I wasn’t sure if I was up to it. But after a little convincing I agreed to go.
We didn’t have tickets and the standby line was supposed to be only an hour’s wait. No…didn’t work out that way. I was whiney and miserable. I hadn’t stood on my feet for that long without a break for a few months and my poor pregnant body wasn’t happy about it. But about an hour and a half in I took off my jacket and lo and behold, the giant belly was now distinguishable and ready to work it’s magic! Within minutes a sweet family approached us offering their extra tickets. Sweet little angels! Jason and I did have a laugh about it though…why hadn’t we thought of that earlier? My coat hid my belly but without it I started getting a lot of people asking when I was due and what I was having etc. Continue reading →