To grandmother’s (and mother’s) house we go
I am on vacation. Woo hoo!! I don’t have to go back to work until January 3. There is laundry in the washer with an open suitcase next to the dryer. We leave for my mom’s this afternoon when Doug gets off work. I am finally excited for Christmas. We didn’t even put a tree up this year and there are no decorations anywhere in our house. Just a pile of presents in the middle of the floor.
Picking Up
I finally started picking up the needles again. I’m re-doing the second Who Dey sock. Again! Again!!!! Maybe Doug will have a finished pair before the playoffs. Playoffs! Playoffs!!! The last time the Bengals were in the playoffs I was 14. I did some work with Klaralund.
I’ve finished the sleeve seams and have pinned the sleeves to the body. Almost there.
I bought yarn. As I mentioned in the last post, I bought about 1700 yards of Malabrigo in the Violetas colorway. I also bought some yarn from Kpixie. As Tracy says, "Kpixie is my new best friend!" (She bought a bunch of stuff as well).
From left to right, Lorna’s Laces Sheperd Sock in Black Purl, Claudia Hand Paint in Stormy Days, and Claudia Hand Paint in Passion Fruit. I squealed just a little bit when I opened the box and pulled out the Claudia Hand Paint.
Elaboration
I mentioned that it’s been tough here. I’ll explain just a bit. I’ve held off on telling everything because 1) our families don’t know everything yet and 2) we’re still waiting for a final diagnosis from the doctors. First, nobody’s sick, dying, or dead. As some of you know, Doug and I have been trying to get pregnant for a while (like 2+ years). We’ve been going through a bunch of tests over the past several months to figure out why we can’t get pregnant. We found out why a couple of weeks ago, and it was something that neither of us expected. I’m not going to tell everything here because it is private and we haven’t dealt with everything ourselves. But, the news was not good and our chances are not good. We’re weighing our options and hoping and praying that the doctors come back with something that gives us more options. The one option we have ruled out completely is not having children. It’s been very, very rough here. And there’s been a lot of crying on my part. A lot of people don’t understand what it’s like and do and say the absolute stupidest things. I told a high school acquaintance to "Go fuck yourself" for a comment she said. To not do or say something which will get a go fuck yourself response, I recommend the RESOLVE website. It’s been a great resource for me and has a great section for family and friends.
I don’t intend for this to be an infertility blog. It is a knitting blog. I’ll try to stick to knitting and yarny stuff. Knitting and yarny stuff make me happy.
I hope I get lots of yarn for Christmas and I hope you do too!
Merry Christmas!
Just wanted you to know that I’m thinking about you.
Same here…
I am truely sorry to hear that you are having to go through all the fertility troubles. Why is it that those that really, really want a child and will take care of them and love them have such problems, but those that don’t care or take good care of their childern can pop them like candy? I just don’t get it.
It took us over a year to get preg. with our little guy. I basically gave up and said if it happenes it happens, then we went on a relaxing vacation and when we came home a month later it happened. I can say that the stress of wanting a little one can really factor into it, but I understand that you are having tests and such done, so I am sure that the stress isn’t the only thing (unfortunatly).
My Cousin and his wife are in the same boat with wanting a little one and can’t have one. They would be such awsome parents (we made them our little guy’s God Parents – it was just the right decision on all accounts and the welfare of our child if anything ever happened).
I wish you the best in all of this and I will keep you in my preyers. Maybe I will see you at Lambikins some time. 🙂
Thanks for the malabrigo. Mark your calendar for the Marshall bball game & the sheep & wool festival. Send me an email soon…Peace out…
My heartfelt support. I know you not at all, but I went through some of the same thing years ago. I got some terrific comments from people. My “dead-fish” look was perfected then.
Chin up and I think you’re on to something with the knitting there. More yarn! It can’t hurt, and no matter how you have a child, he or she will eventually need knitted garments. Stash away!
Peace.
Just found out that Bloglines hasn’t updated your site since October! 🙁 You might want to email them about it, they’ve fixed feeds for others before. I thought you had quit posting, then I came here and you have been!
Hugs to you!
I’ve been there too, with the infertility trials. I’m sending wishful thoughts your way, in hope that you find happiness one way or another. 🙂
Your klaralund colors are beautiful! I made one of those last year and still just lovelovelove the design.
I’m still catching up from the holidays, so this is a bit delayed since your post – but I wanted you to know I’m thinking about you. Gah – it is really hard not to have the right thing to say – harder still not to try to find some platitude to hopefully suffice. Please just know I will keep you and your husb. in my thoughts and prayers.
I’m pretty late commenting here, but wanted to say I can offer two points of view…first, I went through finding out about my own infertility when I was in my early twenties. It was incredibly hard, but I came to grips with it. I lived on a military base at that time, and being a young military wife, had few peers, being childless. Horrible time in my life. The way I was told was the worst…a resident just said “You’ll never have children” like it was common knowledge.
The other view I have, is of being an adopted child. My parents tried to have children for years, before adopting my sister, and then me 9 years later. I’ve never searched for my biological parents, and neither has my sister (no need…we found who we needed), and we love them very, very much.
I hope you find happiness, either with some sort of treatment, or adoption.
I have been out of the loop a long while at Christina’s but my thoughts and prayers are with you. No great words but just hang in there.
Infertility sucks. Yarn rocks. But, you get a lot of knitting done in the RE’s office, that’s one upside…