When the Packers are in the superbowl ... we stay home. Granted this has not happened much over the years. But this year ... we exchanged party invitations for our couch. My sister, her husband and my mom came over ... Kyle said that was borderline too many people. I think he was just as nervous for the game as the players likely were.
Thank goodness the Packers won.
Because I'm not sure my husband's heart could have taken a loss.
And I'm pretty sure he cried when they won. Ain't that sweet?
Among many other
1. Get yourself some cream cheese, sour cream and Taco Bell taco seasoning. Yes ... it has to be this brand ... the others have funky stuff in them. Ha.
2. Mix one heaping spoonful of sour cream, one of cream cheese, half a packet of taco seasoning and a splash of milk. Whip it up and spread it on your platter. If you need more ... then just mix more. Genius, right?
3. Finely brown a pound of hamburger. Layer it on ... followed by a layer of lettuce and cheese. Add tomatoes if you must.
4. Get yourself some tortilla chips and indulge. Easy peasy.
Yesterday started out as kind of a bum day for me. I think the hardest part of infertility treatment is the two week wait. I mean ... it is likely difficult for anyone that is trying to conceive, but there is something so final about big red coming when you are doing infertility treatments. You don't just get to try again next month.
Ahh ... it got the best of me yesterday morning.
I really was not feeling confident in success. But one little miss by the name of Chicky did her part to cheer me up. She had an ENT appointment in the afternoon ... so she missed school. After her morning preschool ... I picked her up, we went to lunch, stopped by a craft store and hit up the doctor.
The doctor part didn't go so well. Payton needed to have some recurrent wax drainage cleaned out of her ear. The nurses and I were not strong enough to hold her down ... so they papoosed her. I freakin hate that.
And she screamed. And screamed. And fought ... as much as she could. And petechiae erupted all over her face. Instantly. Poor babe.
We lost Payton's speech therapist today ... this is the therapist she has been seeing over the past year or so. She is a PROMPT trained therapist and she has done amazing things with Payton since we found out she she has apraxia ... she has come so far, but still has so far to go.
While we can easily find another therapist that is PROMPT trained ... it is really hard to find a therapist that has a great rapport with your child. We had that ... and now we lost it. It sucks ... but we wish her the best in her future endeavors.
And yes, I cried.
Happy day peeps ... 5 days til my beta. Keeping my fingers crossed.
PS ... it pays to help adoptive families ... I won a Canon Rebel T1i ... don't hate.