Ignore Me Like You Mean It

So a new school year is here and for me that means buckling down and getting even busier than I've been this year in an effort to graduate this upcoming May. What did the new school year bring for you? For one of my best friends, her very last child and only little boy started kindergarten this year. He's gone from a streaker to a little man who puts his clothes on and goes to school! In other news, we're seeing two more weddings as my husbands father gets remarried this September and his best friend gets married in October. It's been a busy year. Hopefully I'll have time to continue to post, but lets be honest, it's not as if I'm posting about anything important. Maybe I'll find a soapbox and get up on it for a while. Or maybe I won't. Enjoy the end of the summer. A little birdie told me it was going to be a very cold winter.

                      So after some serious discussion about school, work, and our new marriage, my husband and I have decided to try to conceive. With the knowledge about my age and my health (Not that I'm old, don't get any ideas, you whippersnappers) we both felt like it was important to at least go ahead and start our journey, and if we get pregnant, then we'll praise God. And if we don't, we will go from there. Continuing with school and our lives.                      I'm a little bit overwhelmed at the moment. As I said, I'm not old, but with one ovary and that ever-fateful 35 approaching faster every day, I don't want to be stuck with my ONE dream out the window because I didn't act soon enough. I don't want to sacrifice his masters degree or my bachelors or law degree for a ...

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This week is National Infertility Awareness Week and the fine people at RESOLVE have challenged Bloggers to write a blog post with the theme of “Don’t Ignore Infertility”. In your life, in the lives of your family and friends, don’t ignore infertility. The words that so make so many of our hearts drop to our feet are: “Just relax, it will happen” and “Just trust God’s will”.  These (and others) are phrases that I can’t stand. They are meant to be helping words. Kind words. Words to uplift and give encouragement. And yet as quick as they are spoken, they cut to the quick and cause resentment, anger and bitterness. Some people experience infertility and never have biological children. Others have children and experience infertility after that, called secondary infertility . Either way, it hurts. There is no cure, and the best that we can hope for is to find some other (albeit very costly) way to get pregnant or have that child we dream of. I got married last week to a wonderf...

So today Andrew and I got our wedding rings ordered. Well, correction. The sweet lady who runs the place was going to give us a discount on mine, and since she WASN'T THERE TODAY *gasp* we only ordered his titanium *insertname* ring today. Tomorrow will be exactly one month until this long crazy engagement is over and I get to start my life with my new husband. Who turns the water on when he goes to the bathroom. No matter what he's doing. Our water bill his ha-UGE. So anyways. Here is my awesome engagement ring (which actually does fit) along with my soon-to-be-new wedding band. Aahhhh! Marriage! I hope the second time is a good one because if it's not, I'm done. Happy Tuesday!

As previously mentioned, I'm discovering that weddings are much more involved than I expected. That being said, I've dedicated this next post to just that. For those of you planning a wedding, remember the little things. 1. A coordinator doesn't cost a lot, and takes away a LOT of stress. Ours cost less than a grand for decorating, organizing, handling everything the day of, and helping me stress over those small details a year in advance. 2. Offbeatbride.com - This website is amazing. From their silly stories to their wonderful advice, I've spent many a boring night on this website, taking notes, pinning, and making lists. You can't go wrong here. 3. Hand your stress to other people. Give those friends and family that want to help things to do. Let your control freak go and just do it. I promise you'll be so much happier for it. Take the time you're saving and go see a movie, read a book, do some homework, or take a nap. Better yet, spend time wit...

It can rip your heart out, and tear your soul to pieces. It can be the voice of unspeakable love and boundless pain. Or it can be a teacher of a faith so deep that even death cannot break it. One of my favorite women in the world died on Friday. She was my Aunt Debbie. She was a teacher of strength and patience, discipline and courage. Her faith was one that I only hope to acquire someday. Amidst all her pain and faith, she held onto the faith that she would one day go home to Jesus. And she did. It's not just Debbie that demonstrated an abounding love and faith to me though. I called my Uncle Doug this evening, to talk to him, and to tell him how much I loved him and how sorry I was, how blessed I was to see both her and him before she left us. While I was calling to console my uncle, HE was trying to console me. Telling me how proud she was of me, and how much she loved me and prayed for me. He said, "Well, I miss my girl a lot. But she's way too busy up there to m...