So for our anniversary, Mike and I went to the nursery and bought three citrus trees for our back yard: one navel orange, one ruby red grapefruit, and one lemon. The other night there was a freeze warning, so Mike dutifully covered our baby trees with sheets.

In the middle of the night, we hear Majerle barking and barking and barking. Mike gets up to investigate. She is standing on the back porch barking and barking and barking at…..

the sheet-covered trees! Mike came back laughing and told me and I just thought it was hysterical. When she came back in we told her how wonderful she was for scaring away the bad evil trees.

Dogs are great, funny, entertaining, and sure can cheer you up when you're down! :)

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OK, so the blood test came back negative. But since then, I've had two more over the counter tests that say positive. And I have morning sickness like crazy. And I have to pee all the time. And my breasts are KILLING me. And I am over two weeks late! So….tell me. Would YOU believe the blood test? Especially when the doctor just wants to throw Provera at it and make me start bleeding when I don't even know for sure why I'm not? Well, blood tests can be wrong. I know it is rare. But hey…I've had rare medical things happen before. I've done the research and I know it is not as rare as you might think. If the other symptoms weren't there, I'd say ok, better luck next month. But until I know for sure, there is NO WAY I'm taking that drug. So, another blood test this week if I ever get it in the mail. And yes, progesterone cream (which I am on) could cause SOME of those symptoms but not everything. And the prog cream people don't think it SHOULD cause all those side effects. Anyway, that is the state of the Karin at the mo. GOING CRAZY.

So, pray for one of two things: 1) I get a positive test or 2) I get my period. A clear answer would be nice. :P

Mike: Does this sweater look okay with these shorts?

Karin: *sigh* shaking head and covering face with hands NO!

Mike: That's what I thought.

Karin: Then why did you ask me?

Men are a walking fashion mistake unless they are gay or have a woman around.

13 years ago today I was 24 (don't bother to get out your calculators, please), and Mike was 25 and he stood waiting for me at the end of what seemed like a very long aisle in front of hundreds of family and friends. It was a beautiful ceremony (does anyone ever say theirs wasn't?) complete with music, laugher, and tears.

Things have changed in 13 years, very much so.

If, 13 years ago, you would have told me I would NOT have children yet, I would have been surprised. If you would have told me my mom would be gone and my dad remarried, I would have been sad but probably not shocked. However, if you would have told me that the relationship between me and my father would be basically non-existent, I probably would have been surprised at that. If you would have told me that we would have this beautiful house that Mike built with his own hands, I would not be surprised that it happened, but possibly that it happened so soon. If you would have told me that I would have been in the same career for 9 years, I would probably be thrilled, but sad to know that I would be burned out on it already. If you would have told me how much the world was going to change, for the good and the bad, I would have been fascinated, but I doubt I would have been surprised or shocked, except maybe over 9/11. If you would have told me about all my health problems, I probably would have been terrified, so I'm glad I didn't know that part.

However, if you would have told me that I would still love Mike and love him more than ever because of the good, kind, and wonderful person he still continues to be, I would have said, of course. Yes, there have been ups and downs. There always are in anything that is worthwhile and good. Some of them have been really hard to get through, but we've made it. And we grow closer with time. He is a good man. I am a lucky woman. And whether or not we ever become parents, at least we have each other. I think we will be parents, and I think it will probably be fairly soon. If not this time, then the next or the next. There is too much love between us not to extend it into another human being (or two). For us, I predict that 13 is a LUCKY number. :)

So, on the 13th anniversary of my commitment to being with you, Mike, Happy Anniversary Darling. I love you.

The phaomnnehil pweor of the hmuan mnid.

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Amzanig huh?

Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.

…life really sucks.

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So, since the last post, there have been two slivers of a positive pregnancy test (which is just not enough for me to believe it is true), symptoms, symptoms, and more symptoms, no monthly visitor yet (I am very late!), and finally blood drawn yesterday.

So, the agony will finally be over. I think. Because if the answer is no, then more agony will follow trying to do it all over again. But if the answer is yes, my life will be changed forever. I can deal with that.

Yesterday I said to Mike - the worry about whether it is yes or no will stop, but we will be worrying about someone else for the rest of our lives. That is not necessarily a bad thing.

To be a parent. Something I have wanted for quite awhile. It may be coming true. I will know today or tomorrow. And depending on the outcome and how I'm dealing with it, I'll let you know dear readers. I'll let you know.

I can barely let myself hope for fear of being disappointed. So in the meantime, I'm crossing all fingers and toes, and praying very very hard.

…if I AM pregnant, I am never going to let the poor child live down all the stress he/she put me through waiting to see if he/she was actually coming. *sigh*

I used to love to walk down the coffee aisle at the grocery store. I personally do not like the TASTE of coffee, but the smells were always wonderful to me. Now they make me want to puke.

I still do not have a clear-cut answer to the conundrum of the month. Am I or am I not? I suppose time will tell. All signs point to yes I am, except that positive pregnancy test thing. Grr.

Okay, another 24 hours of agony til the next test.

I don't wanna go to work! You can't make me! NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

*sigh*

Time to make the donuts. :P

This is the most excruciating waiting I've ever had to do. Even moreso than waiting to see if I had cancer is waiting to see if I'm really pregnant.
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The signs are there - nausea, dizziness, cravings, tiredness, olfactory challenges, no period (it is now 16 days past ovulation and a period is supposed to show up by then), tender chest area (ahem), the thought of chocolate makes me want to puke, peeing all the frigging time. But so far, no positive pregnancy test. I know you can get false negatives if you test too early and at the wrong time of day, so I'm still hoping. But it is driving me CRAZY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I just wanna know. *sigh*