Day in the Life- Winter 2019

Oh man I totally forgot to do a Fall DITL. :-(

Day in the Life- Winter 2019

Saturday, February 16th

CP is 42.5 years old

NSC is 40 years old

Izzy is 5 years old

Wes is 2.5 years old

Marshmallow is 6 years old

Cocoa is 3 years old

Friday night- Go to bed around 11pm after deciding with CP that we would start Game of Thrones from the very beginning before the last season starts in April. We make it through the first two episodes- it is interesting watching it for a second time. 

Wes starts crying at 12:45am for some unknown reason so I head into his room. He complains about his foot hurting but I can’t find anything wrong. I bring him to the glider and start to rock him back to sleep. After about 5 minutes of rocking he is back asleep so into the crib he goes and I head back to bed.

At 6am Wes is yelling for us. I was in the middle of a very vivid dream so I’m pretty groggy. I tell CP “your turn” and turn over. CP goes in to Wes’ room but Wes yells at him “Go away! I want Mommy!” CP comes back into room but soon after puts clothes on and heads downstairs. 

I fall back asleep until 6:30 when I hear Izzy singing. I stay in her room while she gets dressed for soccer class and then head downstairs with her. Izzy starts to watch Wild Kratts and I read some Washington Post articles online.

7:30- I go up upstairs to wake Wes up so that he can have breakfast. He is groggy and also wet. I change him into soccer clothes, he insists on being the person to turn off his bedroom light and we head downstairs.

Groggy Wes

 Izzy is eating an “egg burger”.

Izzy teaching Wesley how to spell his name at breakfast

Wes doesn't want his picture taken at breakfast

My breakfast- coffee with sugar free creamer and a broccoli and cheese omelette

8am- I run upstairs for a quick shower. We herd everyone in the car and are off to soccer class, talking about the clothes we need to bring for our upcoming trip to Mexico.

8:30- We arrive just as soccer class starts. Wes is not really into class and wants to put on his bear sweatshirt (only on his head) so that he can run around as Batman. Halfway through he wants to participate only with CP so we switch and I watch Izzy's class while talking with friends. Wes decides he wants me in class with him again towards the end. 

"Batman" Wes

9:20- The kids run races against each other after class. We also make a bathroom stop.

9:45- We are home. I grab two bananas for the kids and bring them out to the car. CP and kids head off for clothes shopping as Wes is moving into 4t clothes and I'm unsure of what Izzy can fit into for our trip. I check Wes’ closet for size 10 shoes & sandals and he doesn't have anything. I also check Izzy’s room for shorts for our trip- unfortunately most everything is size 5t (aka too small).

Going through Izzy's closet

10:05- I get in my car and head for a wax appointment. Afterwards, I call CP to gauge where he is and how shopping is going. I decide I don't have enough time to run errands so I head home and read my Kindle book (The Marriage Pact) until CP and kids get back.

11:45- Earlier in the day we decided that we would head out to lunch since we don't have a lot of food in the fridge, so CP picks me up from home. I suggested Asian for lunch; kids want pizza. We have a coupon for pizza so we decide to do that. I end up getting BBQ chicken pizza....it was so tasty but I should have gotten salad. Halfway through lunch Wes screams that he has poop so I change his diaper in the bathroom. Izzy eats her entire pizza (!), Wes only eats two small pieces. The restaurant has free gelato for the kids so Izzy gets birthday cake flavor and Wes gets salted caramel. I take a small bite of Wes' gelato.

On the way home CP pretends to drive crazy and the kids love it. Wes says “it’s so crazy” which makes CP and I laugh. He also screams “Frozen on!” because he wants us to turn the Frozen soundtrack on. We remind him that he has to ask politely.

1pm- We are home and I bring Wes in the door screaming, bringing him upstairs for a nap. I read him a quick Thomas story and put him in his crib.

Izzy meets me in her room and we have a "fashion show" where she tries on her new clothes for me and we also try a few shorts on to see which ones she could wear in Mexico.

I then head downstairs to the basement to start the washer for kid clothes and sheets.

I decide to make some chai tea from loose leaves and it is delicious. CP lays down on the couch while Izzy is on her bean bag watching her new favorite show, Planet Earth.

CP is sous vide-ing our dinner

1:30- I leave house and call my mom who is on her way to their house in Michigan. We discuss having them over for dinner since we won't see them for a bit. I confirm that dinner also works for my dad. I then call CP who informs me that I need to get more meat- now. *sigh* I turn around and head to the grocery store. The store has some sample tables set up and damn- they have a brownie sample. I taste it and decide to get some for dessert tonight. I end up buying wine, lettuce, bananas, beef, and brownies.

Marshmallow and Cocoa hanging out

One minute later it is time to play

2:15- I drop the food off at home and finally I am off to do some shopping- Old Navy first. I find 2 shirts & a pair of skinny jeans for myself. I also find Wes 6 pairs of 4t pants, all on sale. Usually we get clothes from a friend but only had 1 pair of 4t pants handed down to us because her son ripped through the knees of all of the other ones.

3:15- Thankfully there is a grocery store in the same plaza as Old Navy as I forgot to pick up a lemon at the grocery store!

3:30- I head over to DSW and quickly find Wes new shoes and sandals in size 10. I eat an apple in the car ride home.

4pm- Just as I arrive home, CP is heading up the stairs to get Wes up from his nap. I also head upstairs to show Wes his new stuff. He likes the dinosaur sandals, but loves his new Lightning McQueen shoes even more and wants to wear them (he had the same pair in size 9).

4:30- I put in another load of laundry.

4:45- The kids go downstairs to the basement to play while I run upstairs to get workout clothes on. I grab water on the way.

5pm- I decide to turn on A Little Obsessed, Total Body Cardio, the precursor to 80 Day Obsession. I alternate focusing on my workout and yelling at the kids as they fight over various toys. I have about 5 minutes left in the workout when my parents come downstairs, so I decide to turn off the workout and stretch while talking to my dad.

Wes on the Barbie phone

The doorbell rings and it is friends dropping off clothes for Wes and Valentine’s for the kids. We talk for a minute or two before they leave. 

I set the table while talking to my dad and at 5:45 run upstairs to quickly shower. Dinner is ready as I come downstairs. CP made steak with mushroom risotto and asparagus. Wes complains about the meat being “picy” (spicy) even though it is just salt and pepper on it. We cut off the sides of the meat and he eats a bit. Izzy manages to fall off her chair (second time today). I enjoy my glass of Rioja with my meal. After dinner we all split up a big brownie for dessert.

Wes fights eating tonight

My mom does the dishes and I package up the leftovers. 

7:15- Izzy plays a game where she runs around asking people what she put in a gift bag. We all make silly guesses. The adults sit down to talk about some issues at my parent’s business and the health issues my dad’s sister is having while the kids run around the house.

Izzy "directing" Wes as usual

8pm- Wes heads up to bed with CP while the rest of us play "pass" with Izzy.

At 8:25 I tell Izzy she is heading up to bed at 8:30 and we have to start to calm down. She requests flying airplane and my mom acquiesces just once. Izzy requests that my mom puts her to bed- yes I get out of putting the kids to bed tonight!

Flying airplane

9:15- My parents leave. CP and I watch Game of Thrones Season 1, episode 3 and turn the tv to SNL at 10:30.

11:15- I am falling asleep so head upstairs, leaving CP sleeping on the couch. I don't turn off the light until 11:40- way past bedtime.

8759 steps

Did not count my WW points today

Learning about infertility early

Last week our niece (who is only 15) got terrible news. She has been having some health problems and went to get testing done. She has since been diagnosed with Premature Ovarian Failure. She did go through puberty so that is a plus but will likely be on hormone replacement until she hits menopause. She does have some eggs so they are looking into retrieving the eggs that she does have to freeze them, but they are on Tricare (military health insurance) and they have no idea if it is covered. Our niece also has to go through some more testing to see if she has an autoimmune deficiency like Raynaud's or Addison's disease as they can be a cause of POF.

I emailed my SIL to let her know that we are thinking of our niece and to let her know that we are here to answer any questions she may have about the egg retrieval process, the drugs, etc. if they go down that route. CP didn't tell his sister that we went through IVF to have Izzy so I gave her a short rundown of my infertility issues (without going into CP's since it didn't matter) and also mentioned that if our niece has questions down the line about IUIs, IVF, etc. that I'm here to answer them. My SIL wrote back that she put pieces together that we had used IVF for Izzy as she has had plenty of friends go through the process.

The good news is that they caught this early and can possibly freeze her eggs for later in life. But what terrible news for a 15 year old. She should be worried about boys, learning how to drive, getting into the school play, etc. not worrying about her fertility or her ability to one day have a child. I'm not sure how else to help as they are in CO and I don't know what else I can do from afar.

11+ week Appointment

Your comments on my last post were all so funny! My sister's fiance didn't mean anything harmful by the comment and because he and my sister are likely not having any kids they have no idea what it's like to have to worry about miscarriage/due dates around others/etc. I knew that the comment just came from a place of ignorance, so other than the flashing thought in my mind about the worst case scenario, I didn't think about it too much. I just figure that this is a topic that the two of them will never know much about and won't seek out much information about it because it doesn't concern them.

Anyway, on to my appointment this morning. It took a looooong minute to find the heartbeat, but it is still beating strong at 157. No ultrasound today, but I was telling my doctor how I was curious where the placenta was going to end up with this pregnancy (with Izzy it was anterior, which means that I couldn't feel her kicking for a while because it was acting as a buffer against the inside of my belly). She said that if I wanted to get an ultrasound in two weeks to make sure everything is okay and to check where the placenta is I could. You better believe I scheduled that in a heartbeat! I know that women start to feel kicks earlier on during their subsequent pregnancies because they know what they are looking for so if I don't start to feel them soon I'm going to start worrying. Plus, who doesn't want an extra chance to make sure everything is going okay (especially right around the time that they are exiting the first trimester?).

Today I also had blood drawn for the genetic testing. Fingers crossed the results come back okay for that (in about a week). The doctor asked if we wanted to find out the sex of the baby and at this time, we are not finding out...but I think that there may be some discussions ahead about finding out before delivery this time. Stay tuned.

Finally, CP is in Puerto Rico so I wasn't able to talk to him about how the appointment went, but I left a message and a text message and we'll talk tonight via FaceTime. He was obviously happy that things went well and then asked "so when do we start to tell people?" Oh boy. You do remember that I am now 37 and of advanced maternal age so rates of birth defects are higher, right? Not to mention I am still in my first trimester for almost another two weeks.... The people that need to know (aka a small amount of family members) already know so what is the rush in telling everyone else? If I had my wish I would wait to tell people for another month. That way we have gotten through the blood test results, the ultrasound, and the next appointment with my doctor. We'll see if CP is on board with this as well- I assume we will have some discussions around this topic....

Microblog Mondays: Pressure

This weekend at my sister's engagement party, her fiance turned to me and joked that because his sister and I will both be heavily pregnant by the time their wedding rolls around (Memorial Day Weekend), he is planning on making a lot of jokes referencing the fact that the pressure is off them to supply any grandbabies at the wedding. I laughed, but in my head I was thinking, oh boy is that going to be a rough wedding/reminder if things don't go well with this pregnancy and his sister is walking around with a huge pregnant belly and I am not.

Tomorrow I have my next appointment with my OB. Fingers crossed everything continues to go well.

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Confusion

CP wanted to write a funny email to his parents telling them of the pregnancy. I was hoping to wait a little longer but CP told his sister while she was in town and she is not known for staying quiet so we knew that we didn't have much time. He should have just called them to tell them the news (like I suggested) because his email just confused everyone. Here is it below:

Dearest Family-

There has been much drama in the house over the past few weeks.  After several appointments with generalists and specialists, it turns out NSC has a parasitic infestation in her uterus.  She is in no danger, just tired and cranky.  The little creature will need to be removed by surgery which is estimated to be around the end of July when it will be mature enough to remove.   Attached you can see a rendering of the infestation.*  Until then, NSC is unable to drink alcohol, eat sushi, or deli meats so that the parasite does not manifest itself into a flesh eating stomach burster (http://youtu.be/JehjqlzXwIQ). 

Please keep this news private until we decide to share publicly.

Love,

CP

*CP attached the 3D ultrasound picture we got at our first OB appt.

I have to admit it was hilarious when CP's dad called very concerned a few minutes later and CP had to calmly talk him down and then ask him what the ultrasound picture looked like. CP's mom sent a hilarious email saying that I was in her thoughts and prayers. I decided to take control at this point and sent out a clarifying email to everyone; his mom responded that CP was "such a brat."

I also happened to forward the email to my sister as we figured that we should tell her as well (my parents have known since day 1) and thankfully she got it, but did not appreciate the You Tube video that CP linked to (hint: it's from the movie Aliens).

This is what happens when you leave your husband, an engineer, to tell his family the big news.

Trying to keep a secret

Despite having made it through the first and very important ultrasound, I am still wary of celebrating this pregnancy quite yet. I mean, I'm still blown away by the fact that this miracle, magical pregnancy happened to us. I literally thought that we would never have this happen and we would only get pregnant via IVF. 

However, we still have a ways to go until we are out of the first trimester and not being able to go in for an ultrasound until next Tuesday is so tough. Currently only my parents know about the pregnancy, but the I want to keep it a secret for a little while longer....something that may not be possible.

This weekend CP and I were out and about doing Christmas-y things with Izzy when my neighbor texted and asked if she could use our freezer as they needed to flash-freeze dumplings and they ran out of room in their freezer. I told her how to get into our house but didn't think about the fact that my ultrasound pictures were hanging up in the kitchen, hard to miss. She hasn't said anything and hopefully she was too distracted to see them, but the next day I brought over a baby item (she is currently pregnant) that we never used with Izzy and she said, "well, I'll make sure to keep it if you ever need it....." I assume she is not saying anything because she looked at the date of the ultrasound and saw that it was still early....  I have since moved the ultrasound pictures upstairs in a drawer where no one can see them.

This week my parents and my sister and her fiance are coming over for Christmas. The weekend before my birthday we all went out to dinner to a Peruvian restaurant and while everyone else indulged in ceviche and alcohol, I demurred saying that I wasn't feeling well from the night before. My sister and fiance seemed clueless that night, but we skipped their holiday party this past weekend because I have been so exhausted (and knew that it wouldn't be much fun without alcohol)....then if I don't drink again on Christmas maybe her radar will go off? Then again, because she doesn't seem too interested in having kids, she may not notice at all. In general, I don't want her to find out until I am into the second trimester as I'm not even sure she responded at all to the fact that I had a miscarriage this spring (seriously, after telling her the news I don't even think that she said anything).

Finally, CP's sister and her family are flying out for almost a week the day after Christmas. CP is taking next week off to hang out with them, but I checked my vacation time/sick time balances and figured out that if I do give birth in late July I am not going to have enough time saved up for a 3 month maternity leave, so I shouldn't take any time off. I think that they are going to be a bit confused with me going into work while they are here, which means we probably need to tell them what is going on (not to mention that we both will be going to a doctor appointment next week). However, I would love to wait until at least Tuesday AFTER the next ultrasound because I am either going to be happy or crying and I would rather not have them get all excited if this is just going to end in disaster.

So, my plans to keep the pregnancy news a secret for a while longer will likely be ruined later this week. Fingers crossed I won't have to re-tell the same people bad news just a few days later.

Almost Wordless Wednesday- Pumpkin Patch

This past weekend the family headed up to my parent's place in MI. Buster is always excited to head to MI because it means running around the large property, chasing animals, and lots of extra petting/treats/attention from my parents. Izzy is more recently aware of Michigan and likes to say that we "drive to Michigan" which is correct.

We decided to head to a local farm to pick out pumpkins. Luckily for Izzy it also had a bouncy house and a pony ride so she had fun.

Tall girl!

I swear Izzy thinks that ponies and horses are everywhere we go. The horse's name was Pumpkin and Izzy (of course) had a great time riding.

Izzy said this pumpkin was "heavy"

Posing on top of pumpkins

My parents hadn't gone apple picking yet this year so after the pumpkin patch and lunch we headed out for some more apple picking. For those keeping score this was our third apple orchard, so far in three different states (WI, NH, MI). Lol we do love our apples.

Izzy also deemed this bag of apples "heavy" but continued to drag it on the ground until I took it away. She was not happy about that.

Eating an apple as big as her head!

Saturday night was our 6th anniversary so CP and I snuck away for a lovely dinner in South Bend, IN while my parents watched Izzy. I can't believe that CP and I had our first date a little over 10 years ago (October 2, 2008)! I have known CP for more than 1/4 of my life- crazy!

Microblog Mondays: Death

Last Thursday CP got a call from his mom that his grandmother was headed to hospice. She had essentially been in either the hospital or a nursing home since the day we left NH back in mid July. She lasted one day in hospice before passing peacefully on Friday. She was 92 and said that she was ready and not afraid to die.

We are headed out this week for the funeral but a thought did pass through my mind this weekend. Izzy entered the world just 2+ months before Koda passed away....maybe CP's grandmother was making room in this world for a baby to be produced via our upcoming fresh cycle?

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NH long weekend

Last Thursday CP, Izzy, and I headed out to New Hampshire to visit CP's family. The beginning and end of the long weekend were rough but thankfully most of the time in NH was worth the trip.

Wednesday at work I felt like garbage so I didn't end up eating much for dinner that night. Around midnight I woke up to awful diarrhea. I won't go into details but around 4am CP rolled over to ask if I was okay and I told him that I may not go to NH if it continued at that pace. I popped Immodium like it was candy. Thursday morning I worked a half day from home and decided not to eat anything before heading to the airport as I didn't want to have any issues on the plane. I ended up eating the blandest thing I could find at the airport- a big pretzel- before getting on the plane.

The flight also could have gone better. Izzy decided not to nap even though we picked a flight that should have fallen during her nap time. She fidgets the entire flight and we do our best to hold her on our laps on a tiny plane and to not have her kick the seat in front of her. Not even Finding Nemo on the iPad held her attention for more than a few minutes. We were really ready to get off the plane.

Get we get off this plane already???

I rock rough and stuff with my Afro Puffs

After arriving we met up with CP's dad and his wife for dinner. I eat half a sandwich then push the rest away because my stomach is killing me.

Izzy tolerated the hat for a few minutes at dinner...

We had hoped that getting Izzy to bed a little later than usual AND the no nap the day before would help her sleep like a log but at 2am she started crying and could see us in the room with her so she came into bed with us. Thankfully instead of kicking and punching us like usual she passed out in between us but was up at 5:30am. Ugh.

I was still feeling crummy so CP took Izzy to the park with his mom while I took a short nap. After they got back we decided to head to a nearby farm to check out some farm animals.

This cat came right up to Izzy and lay down to be pet. Izzy was loving it!

Izzy checking out the goats

An alpaca that has been shaved like a poodle.  Interesting....

Then we were off to a state park to go swimming. CP and I had a parenting fail in that we forgot Izzy's swim diaper- so we decided that the rest of the people swimming in the water would rather Izzy wore a regular diaper than possibly poop in the water. Izzy definitely got the short end of the stick.

Check out the judging mom in the background. Izzy's diaper must have weighed 10 pounds as she was walking out of the water- we chalked it up to leg strength training. :-)

I was finally feeling a teensy bit better so when we went out to lunch I had a delicious brie, apple and ham sandwich on a croissant. We had some nice conversation with CP's mom, her husband, and CP's grandmother while Izzy took a proper nap. That night we decided it was time for some lobster. I was wary of how my stomach would take rich lobster but decided to chance it because lobster is just sooo delicious. Like a typical Midwesterner, it takes me forever to eat a lobster with all of the cracking and one of us had to take care of Izzy so I decided to get Lazyman's lobster- aka the restaurant does all of the hard work for you.

I've missed you lobster

Turns out there is some satisfaction in cracking the lobster, but oh well. It was good nonetheless. While eating dinner I looked over and saw Richard Petty, the race car driver, walking into the restaurant. I was surprised that I recognized him, let alone knew his name because I'm the farthest thing from a NASCAR fan imaginable. It was a race weekend in NH so he must have been in town for something related to the race.

Saturday morning had us over at CP's dad and wife's house for breakfast. Izzy enjoyed trying to pet any of their four cats who generally ran away from her as much as possible. That afternoon we headed over to a friend's house where all of the guys that CP grew up with came over to hang out (they all live on the east coast). Most brought some or all of their kids but Izzy was a little young to play with most of them. CP's mom put Izzy to bed and I headed back to the party where CP and I stayed late hanging out with everyone.

Sunday morning I woke up to an email from our neighbor saying that if we needed to shower or run a power cord for electricity to let them know. *foreshadowing* I emailed asking what had happened and asking if the power was still out. Meanwhile, CP and head to Gloucester, MA for a party for my FIL's side of the family. Izzy was originally wary of the beach but I sat in the sand with her a while digging a hole and eventually she was okay with being held in our arms and jumping over waves. This was her first time in the ocean!

Enjoying playing in the sand in the horseshoe pit

On the final day it was super hot early on so we decided to go swimming at the state park again. Unfortunately, CP's grandmother came down with a bacterial infection (c diff) so CP's mom was busy with her at the hospital instead of hanging out with us (she is now feeling better with fluids and antibiotics). Izzy decided not to nap again and as a result, was super whiny on the plane before passing out for an hour. CP and I are happy that we won't be flying again with her in our laps. 

When we get home I put Izzy to bed while CP throws away some of the fridge food. The power came back on after about 12 hours or so but we don't want to chance it with milk for Izzy and some other items. CP went down to the basement for something and realized that it had flooded while the power was out. CP has been meaning to set up the sump pump back-up battery but hadn't gotten around to it.... F*ck. We spend the next hour and a half or so moving ruined items up the stairs and out to the street or salvageable items into the garage to hang on something and hopefully dry. Thankfully we don't have anything that was too high value on the floor but still not an ideal situation. We collapse into bed hoping to get enough sleep to make it through the day on Tuesday.

Trip to Cleveland

This past weekend we had a family party in Cleveland. I was born in Cleveland but thankfully my parents moved to Chicago when I was four so I didn't grow up there. I wasn't sure how exciting the trip would be because let's face it, Chicago is really the only city to live in the Midwest (maaaaybe Minneapolis- sorry people that live anywhere else).

Waiting for the plane

We only had things at night so after we arrived Friday morning we had lunch at a great Mediterranean place and then headed over to a park called Preston's H.O.P.E. that my friend recommended we go to. Izzy thoroughly enjoyed herself on everything, but especially loved the sandbox. She learned the art of pouring sand all over herself which made a bath quite necessary before dinner. The play area was free and is a great place for the kids- although I do think the construction of a few things could have been better (the place was only 3 years old but definitely already showing a lot of wear).

Sand in my hair is the best

The next day we headed to the Cleveland Museum of Art. It's in a beautiful marble building that was expanded recently (according to my parents). Izzy wasn't too interested in the art so she went down with CP to the atrium in the middle to have a snack and run around. 

Did you know that Cleveland has a Rodin's "The Thinker" statue and that it was hit by a bomb in the 70s? The museum decided to keep it that way so the statue is missing some limbs and part of the base.

Afterwards we walked next door to the Cleveland Botanical Garden which was a big hit. They had a Madagascar exhibit where Izzy got to see some hissing cockroaches (yuck), turtles, a chameleon, a hedgehog, and succulents.....but the bigger hit was the Costa Rica exhibit. There were birds and butterflies fluttering all over the place! 

The only butterfly that would stay put long enough for me to take a picture!

The Japanese garden

The Botanic Gardens had a great outdoor section- including a number of cool treehouses where kids could play chimes and run around but unfortunately Izzy was getting tired so we walked through with her in the stroller while she started to fall asleep.

We decided to try to get as long of a car seat nap for Izzy as possible so instead of driving back to the hotel and risk waking her up we drove down to Cuyahoga Valley National Park to do a quick drive through. It's a national park that needs to be walked through but it was a nice enough drive.

Sassy Izzy before the party

Other than that we were hanging out with extended family at a dinner Friday night and a party Saturday night. Izzy got to meet her second cousin who is just two months younger than her. Both kids did excellent despite the lack of long naps. We brought Izzy's pack n play but because we were in the room she refused to sleep in there, instead sleeping between us on the king sized bed.

More sister issues

So remember this post that I wrote a little bit ago about my sister and how I am upset at her lack of interest in her only niece? Well, the story continues.

(I should pause to say that in a way, I am lucky that this is why I am having issues with my sister. I know that there are bloggers out there with much deeper sibling problems...but having said that, this still upsets me.)

In September my sister and her boyfriend went to Africa for a vacation and while they were there, they got engaged. I am very happy for them because they have been together for a while now. When they got back we had them over to celebrate. My sister barely acknowledged Izzy and the entire conversation was basically about planning for their wedding. I realize that non-parents would not be excited about milestones and all but Izzy had just started pulling up on furniture which you think they would have noticed that suddenly she was up and off the floor but they were too engrossed in their cell phones and/or talking about their wedding.

Anyway, so they started talking about their wedding and possibly having it next fall...which wouldn't really jive with our January frozen transfer as if it worked my due date would be right around the wedding. My parents tell us not to base anything on their wedding date, but CP and I discuss it and decide to push back the frozen transfer date so that we can make sure we are at the wedding. Turns out it is not that big of a deal as now my sister's wedding will be in 2016 because they couldn't find a venue big enough that had any dates next year.

So last week I send out an email to my parents and my sister about Thanksgiving and Izzy's first birthday party on the 29th (Saturday). My parents will be there but my sister will be with her fiance's family in WI since they won't be around for Christmas. Fine. At least we won't have 5 extra people sprung on us (her fiance's family) coming for Thanksgiving like last year (the day before my c-section no less). But as far as Izzy's birthday? Well, they "will try to head back from WI" to make the party.

Am I being an asshole for thinking that they are assholes if they can't make Izzy's birthday party? The world does not revolve around my daughter and her life but they barely see her as it is and they can't even commit to coming to her first birthday party?

*sigh*

I promise that I don't stew on this all day (who has the time?) but when I do think about it it gets me riled up!