Hi! I'm doing well, again. Time heals all things.

Today is my Dad's birthday, and Saturday is my son's birthday!! The little man is turning 8 years old. Whew! Time absolutely flies when we aren't looking, doesn't it?

In other news, my friend Sarah and her husband and their 2 boys are moving from Las Vegas to be our next-door neighbors! She doesn't want to raise her boys in such a hostile environemtn as Vegas, for which I don't blame her a bit. The boys are ages 9 and 4, so Alec has built-in playmates!! This will be so fantastic, for us all. *dancing around*

Alec began his therapy and it is going Really well! He spends an hour with his therapist every 2 weeks, and she is not only helping him, but she is helping me. The psychiatrist whom he will be seeing requires an EKG, EEG, and blood work before the initial visit, which is Wonderful!! There is nothing better than a health professional who is super-cautious with our kids! All of that is to be scheduled.

Off to brave the 10-degree cold as we trudge to the bus stop. Wee!!

Doing much better, today. Everything has a reason behind it, no matter how good or bad it might seem at the moment, and I know this will prove to have been for the best, irregardless.

Alec begins his psychotherapy on January 23rd, which I am jazzed about! For 3 years I have been fighting the system, trying to not only get him on some sort of medication regimen which would benefit him, but also see that he be seen by a therapist, regularly, in order to help him with behaviors that, for him, must be learned, but which, for most people, are inherent. I have so much hope for his future. Yay!

On another happy note, Roger got a promotion at work, which has him grinning from ear to ear. Things continue to look up. Life may throw me curve balls, but I am handy with a bat. *laugh*

Yep. Yesterday at 4:30 a.m.

The doctor I spoke with thinks I may have been carrying twins, due to how much of an onslaught of hormones I had and so on. My body just isn't physically capable of carrying twins right now, so it is for the best. My heart hurts, but I'll be fine. I have wonderful support.

Well, apparently, we did something right!! I've been trying to have a second child for the past 5 years. I promised myself that I would continue to try, even though doctors told me that I might never carry another child full-term, due to my Endometriosis being so severe.

(drum-roll please)

I am 5 weeks pregnant!! *grins* I am by No means out of the woods, yet, as most of my miscarriages happen in the first trimester. But Roger has been wonderful in his pampering me and letting me sleep in on the weekend, and Alec is just lit up with excitement! My intuition screams that it's a girl, and my body is screaming due to all the changes. Oy!

The best bit? We conceived on our wedding night, and the baby is due on September 7th. Roger considers this to be his Christmas present, however belated, and Alec considers it to be his 8th birthday present, a bit early. (his birthday is January 27th)

I would do a dance of joy, but between nausea, fatigue, running to the bathroom every 20 minutes, like clockwork, and wanting to saw off my mammary glands for the discomfort...heh...not today.

This picture was taken on the day of my wedding. In it are myself, my husband, and my son.