She has been going for over a month now, but she still loves to remind people she is in Young PreK, not preschool! I am not sure why it is such a Badge of Honor to be in PreK, but you better not get it wrong!
She is doing so well in there. Her hand writing and listening skills have improved tremendously.
I can't believe how much she is growing up, it is so bittersweet. I have said it before, but I would freeze time today if I could. I love this age more than any other age so far. She is still my baby but yet so grown up. We can have silly conversations and tickle fights, but I can also give her directions and she follows them completely, she makes her bed every morning before she comes out of her room and cleans up her dishes after dinner. She is respectful and so generous to others. Lord, I just can't get enough of her.
Ok, back to the reason of this post. Once again, Shone Foto did her school pictures this year. I can't believe how old she looks! This can't be 3.5 years old!
Thank you, Meg, for always letting us crash school pictures!!
You can check out last years pictures, here. How much she has changed!!
Now I doubt that there is anything called "Third Time Infertility", but I guess that is what this is. Yep, it's back.
Never in my life did I ever think I would be dealing with infertility, especially a second time after what was supposed to be so "rare". Growing up they make you think you could get pregnant by looking at each other wrong, now here I am begging to have more children and it is the hardest thing in the world!
If you are new here, welcome, here is a quick rundown.
I have Ashermans Syndrome.
After the birth of my first daughter, Eliza, I had to have an emergency D&C for retained placenta which left me with Ashermans Syndrome. My cervix was scarred shut and I was left with Secondary Infertility. After testing and months of confusion, I was able to have a hysteroscopy in October of 2012 to remove the scar tissue and became pregnant in March 2013. My daughter Emelia was born December 2013.
Emelia was born via c-section after hours and hours of trying to get her positioned properly. Now when I say hours and hours, I mean 8 full hours of her putting her head the wrong way and the DR reaching in and manually putting it back. Unfortunately, as I got closer to being able to deliver, her little head wouldn't stay put and it was too risky to have her that way and they decided a c-section was the safest way. I felt defeated but I knew the DR did everything possible.
So that was a super fast, vague rundown, but here we are today. Emelia is almost 10 months old and I have not started my cycle since having her. I stopped nursing months ago, I went through my normal hormone shift/hair loss and still no cycle. The only thing I have that resembles a period is the most excruciating pain I have ever felt in my entire life. It is every 28-29 days so I know it is when my cycle should be. I get stabbing pain in my stomach and up my back. The pain is so severe I have involuntary movements in my arms, back and legs from my body trying to adjust from the pain. I usually have to take Vicodin, which I never do, to even dull the pain. Mark watches in disbelief as my body shakes and jolts from the pain.
Though we don't plan on trying for more kids for a while, I am done with this pain and need to have my surgery again ASAP.
My last painful day was this past Wednesday. Knowing it was coming, I called my Reproductive Endocrinologist on Tuesday and asked for an appointment. I went in today and explained the pain, with disappointment, she agreed that is sounds like my Ashermans is back. Due to the amount of trauma that happened when I was trying to have Emelia, we are hopeful that it is contained to my cervix again, as that was a pretty quick and easy fix.
So on to the next steps. I had my blood drawn today to check my levels, Sunday I get to go in for an ultrasound to make sure everything looks good and then on Tuesday I get to have the wonderful HSG.
Prayers would be greatly appreciated. Though we are so grateful and blessed to have the girls, we would love to have more children. It is so hard to describe the feeling when someone tells you that you can't have more children verses deciding that your family is complete.
I'll be back after my HSG to update how that went, fingers crossed!!
Just for fun, here are a few new photos of my lovies.
Eliza moved up to her new room at school, now that she is in Young PreK. I thought we would start off the year with a little gift to her teachers.
There is no way I could do what they do every day. I barely keep my head above water with 1 kid talking to me non-stop...I couldn't handle 10-15-20 all day long!
I was traveling through Target and came across these mugs
To think these women are anything short of Wonder Woman would be crazy. They are the ones who take care of my child when I am not there. They make decisions with what they feel is best for her. They teach her and help her stretch her imagination and expand her brain. I am forever in debt to them.
I decided to snag the mugs and attach a cute little note to them. I made the note using this editable tag. I love the teacher files they have there. So many are free and you can make cute little things for home or school.
It was a cheap gift, only cost me $7 for the cup but I hope it made their first day a bit more Wonderful!!
Another school year is here. Though Eliza has been going to the same school/summer camp for the last year, I was still a nervous wreck.
We learned 2 weeks ago that she was being moved out of the Preschool class and into Young Pre-K. We didn't expect her to move classrooms until she was 4 but they decided to move her up early.
Eliza was incredibly excited, her spiel used to be "I am 3.5, which means I am almost 4. When I turn 4, I get to go to Pre-K!" When we sat her down and told her she would be moving up she was thrilled. She was hugging us saying "Thank you! Thank you!", it was awesome.
The day has finally come, tears fell(from me) and she acted like it was a typical Tuesday.
I am so proud of you. Your spirit, energy, love and joy make me so proud to call you mine. You will move mountains my love. Don't let anyone tell you different, God made you to shine!!