All is great!

I know I’ve been quiet lately. I guess I don’t know what to blog about. Things in our world are fantastic. I’m feeling great. I’m so in love with C and Izzy. I feel like I’m walking on clouds.

This past weekend we got to see my sister’s little girl. This weekend we’re going to a family baby shower in Boston for C’s cousin and we’ll get to see the rest of our nieces. Kissing the little faces of all of our nieces within 8 days is pure BLISS. Life doesn’t get much better.

Work is really busy, but busy makes the days go fast. Our kitchen still isn’t done, but I’m so happy about life that it isn’t bring me down. The Y.ankees won the World Series and their parade went right by my office today. No one pinch me, because I don’t want to wake up.

I hope you all have a great weekend!

The lady in the waiting room

When I was TTC and going to my 3rd (and final) RE clinic (aka fancy clinic) I noticed a lady I recognized as working at my office. Our office is about 500 attorneys in several buildings, but I’m just one of those people who is good with faces. She works on a different floor in my building in a different bureau. I think she may have recognized me, but was unable to place me as a co-worker. The way that fancy clinic is broken up, IUIs are on one floor and IVFs are on another floor.

Anyway, sometimes my job requires sitting and waiting for my turn to get into court. This afternoon was one of those moments. While I was waiting I saw “waiting room lady” and she had a visible bump! She noticed my bump and shared that she’s due mid-March. That means I last saw her around her lucky cycle. I still don’t think she realizes that we’ve crossed paths in an RE’s waiting room. I’m so happy that she’s expecting–extra happy because I know a little bit of the path that she took. It’s kinda weird that I know she got pregnant via IUI and she doesn’t know that I know this. It’s nice to have the ending for one of the endless ladies I’ve seen waiting to see an RE.

(No idea why I’m posting so much today. Please forgive me for clogging your blog readers.)

I got the shots today

This morning I got the seasonal flu and h1.n.1 flu shots and I don’t regret it! I actually feel quite lucky that after calling around yesterday I got an appointment so quickly.

When I walked into the exam room the nurse stated that I had to be either under 24 or in one of the high risk groups to get the sw.in.e flu shot. I told her that I was 6 months pregnant and she looked surprised. Then I stood back up for her to see my bump. I joked that while I wasn’t insulted that she didn’t realize that I was pregnant; I was a bit upset that she assumed that I was over 24. LOL!

I hope to heck that this whole flu thing has been blown out of proportion. I certainly wasn’t going to take my chances and go unvaccinated. I got the vaccine despite the fact that my OB doesn’t think there has been enough testing on the h1n.1 for pregnant women to take it. I feel that I am at high risk for getting sick: I work directly with the public, take the NYC subway twice a day, and I am frequently in contact with recently incarcerated individuals and law enforcement. I felt like the risks for skipping it were much worse than the risk of taking it.

Precious

We saw the movie Precious last night. C works for a non-profit that had a private screening. I was very apprehensive about seeing such an intense movie while I’m super preggo sensitivo. I have to say that the movie was wonderful and the incidents of abuse are dealt with in a way that gives the audience a means of escaping…without giving too much away, Precious uses her mind to take her away when she’s being abused and these fantasy scenes give you a little mental break too.

I highly recommend the movie. The strongest message was about the resiliency of the human spirit. It’s just amazing what people can endure and rise above.

Girls TTC, keep your chin up

I’ve read about bunch of BFNs and losses out there in the blogosphere recently. I’m so so sorry. I don’t know why getting a sticky bean takes longer for some than others. Totally not fair. Try to remember that sometimes heartbreak is a mere 30 days before a BFP.

Giant orbs!

Today was a glorious day in NYC. Since the forecast this morning was that the temperature was going to get up to 75 degrees I decided to wear a tank. It’s a business tank that has a v-neck and whenever I go to court I wear a suit jacket over it. Well, I just caught a glimpse of myself in the bathroom at work and I can’t believe: A) that my boo.bs have gotten so ginormous and B) that this morning C merely told me “your bo.obs look nice in that shirt” instead of “you can’t wear that shirt to work b/c your b.oobs are too ginormous and everyone will stare.”

Oh well. I hope all who saw me enjoyed it (or in the alternative weren’t too traumatized).

Ca.ble.vision beware the crazy, pregnant, black woman!

(A couple of days ago I posted about how I keep signing up for their automatic bill pay, yet this is the second time in two months that our internet and cable have been turned off for lack of payment.) 

As of today, C.able.vision is paid up. When I get home from work today, both the internet and cable should be working. I will be very upset if this is not the case. In fact, if we don’t have internet and cable tonight you all may hear about a crazy, pregnant, black woman loosing her mind at C.able.vision headquarters.

I took a screen shot of the screen that said I am enrolled in their automatic bill pay. I’d post it here if I could figure out how to redact all of my personal information. If our internet and cable are turned off for a third time next month despite me trying to sign up three separate times for automatic bill pay I will be very upset. In fact, if our service is shut off again you all may hear about a crazy, pregnant, black woman loosing her mind at C.able.vision headquarters.

Office gossip

I work as an attorney for a government agency. I wish I could tell you more, but I can’t. I work directly with about 50 attorneys, although there are ten times that number in the whole office. I’ve been here since September of 2003.

We are a pretty social bunch. Every Friday the attorney and paralegals gather in our conference room to hang out, decompress and drink beer (with the preggos and recovering alcoholics drinking soda). We eat lunch together in friendly groups–not along in our offices. We’re always looking for excuses to meet at a pub to watch a game or throw a party. Everyone knows about everyone else’s life. We know spouses and children’s names. Every time a child is born an email goes out and their picture goes on the bulletin board.  Spouses and partners often come to our social events. When C swings by I’d say 90% of the people I work will say hello and chit chat with her. There have been a couple of times when I have been expecting C to visit, went to the ladies room and came back to find C sitting in my office–because a co-worker recognized her downstairs and walked her through security.

The political environment is a little conservative, but people usually do a pretty good job of not discussing politics. Within the group of 50 lawyers with whom I work, there are two other gay attorneys: one lesbian and one gay man (who is as flamboyant as the character Jack on Will and Grace…but I digress).

The picture I’m trying to paint is of an office where being openly gay has never been a problem* and where people know a little bit about each other’s personal lives.

Lately, I’ve been working on a very serious case with a very senior attorney. I’ll call him Tim. Tim and I have always gotten along. There’s just an ease with which we communicate. We’ve been working on this big case on and off since December so I decided to tell him we were TTC rather than being mysterious–besides he would have noticed that I was occasionally late.  When I got pregnant he was a part of the select few I told before the end of the first trimester. Anyway, during a coffee break yesterday Tim admitted that among the more senior (read older) attorneys that there was a little confusion about my pregnancy. Apparently someone stopped approached him and they had this conversation:

Anon co-worker: Did you hear that Jackie is pregnant?

Tim: Yes, I did.

Anon co-worker: But I thought she was a lesbian?

Tim: Yes, she is.

Anon co-worker: I’m confused. I thought I saw an email congratulating her and “Chris.” Is she dating some guy named Chris now?

Tim: Her partner’s name is Chris for Christine. You’ve met her before. You’re an idiot.

***end scene***

Oh how I love Tim’s sense of humor. We had a good laugh about it. I’m pressing him to tell me who this anonymous co-worker is by he’s keeping mum. I guess it was just a matter of time before the pregnant lesbian became the topic of office gossip. LOL!

*I wouldn’t be 100% honest without mentioning that I used to have a super conservative and homophobic supervisor. He is no longer at the office, but I was outed to him at work and then chose to come out to everyone else. The situation was pretty awkward. The only problem I’ve ever had was with him and he’s been gone for almost three years.

Great news!!!

My OB just called and I don’t have gestational diabetes! He said that my blood glucose level was 71mg/dL and that I am also not anemic (based on my hematocrit). I’ve been testing my glucose levels on my own and that number sounded a little bit low to me. My OB told me not to worry and that my results were ”fantastic!”

Thank goodness!

My OB gladly said he’d send my lab results to my endocrinologist. I’m hoping that he’ll be happy with the results, too. Something tells me that Mr. Endo find something to worry about. For now, I’m elated!

This is it!

C and I got tickets to see “This is it” the M.ichael Jac.kson movie for Friday Oct 30th. We decided that perhaps we didn’t need to go to the midnight showing the first night it comes out. LOL! We are so excited! It’s kinda fun to have a fun date night planned so far in advance.