When you just know

Sometimes you just know...

Like when I met Ryan.  I just knew.

Like when I went wedding dress shopping.  Tried on tons and tons, but went back to that very first dress.  I just knew.

Like when I call my mom and it doesn't even ring because she is calling me at the same time.  We just know.

Like when I was at the shore two summers ago and had to pee constantly, never thinking I could actually be pregnant given the fertility dude's odds.  I had that feeling.  I just knew.  But I waited a week before doing the stick piddle.  Now I have Cameran.

Like when I posted on Facebook about how wonderfully lovable my youngest dog is and how she needs a home that can give her more attention...I don't want to give away Nala, but the difference between my head and my heart tells me that there is someone out there that can give her way more attention that she currently receives.  And by no means is this dog neglected, she just likes attention 24/7 and will vie for it.  Selfishly I tell myself that I love her and that is enough, but is it really?  And the same day of posting two people I know or are friends of friends inquired.  A sign?  I am telling myself so, and it gives me more peace in knowing that maybe Nala is meant to be with another family.

Like when today Ryan had set up appointments to view several houses in a neighboring town.  Liked the first one, hated the second, couldn't get into the third, but the 4th one....It has "Gerber" written all over it, and so I hastily posted on facebook about wanting to sell our house.  Already there is interest.  A sign?  I hope so.

It's like God is telling us that for all of the challenges and obstacles we have been through with fertility and marriage and Down sydrome we are blessed and that His timing is perfect.  Maybe this will be one of the very few times that things ALL fall into place. 

Only He knows. 

My Naughty List

Every now and again someone makes it to my naughty list.  For instance, my husband was there yesterday and today when he let me know he listed our one dog in the paper as "Free to a good home" and already had gotten a response.  (I don't want to send her away, although I know we can't give her high energy levels the attention they need with all of Cameran's appointments and therapies).

However, Ryan is now off the list and at the top of my list is now...

Jennifer Aniston. 

Really?  Why?  I thought she was one of your favorites??............. Watch and see.

And I will admit that I don't go around correcting adults/family members when they slip in front of me, but I do try to find a way to work it into conversation.  And yes, I have already admitted to myself and others that I have formerly used this word when I was younger, and certainly before I had a daughter with special needs.  Sadly, I was ignorant to the offensiveness of the word, and even tried to justify its use as an adjective to my mom when she told me how offended my dad was when I lazily used the word as a teenager, knowing that his only sister, my aunt, is mentally handicapped.  Shame on me.  But, that was a few years ago.  This is now, and with all the high publicity the R-Word campaign has had this past year shame on her.

Boo.  Santa isn't bringing Jenny A. presents this Christmas.  Go join the D-list with Kathy Griffin.

Bad Blogger

Yes, that is me scolding myself.

 

I was doing so well during July up until vacations began.

 

Here is a lightning speed recap and a few teaser pics (from iPhone *sigh*)...

 

• -Cameran's first trip to Chincoteague in Mid July beach trip with Pappy and Nanny (pony ride and all)
• -Swimming with "Aunt" Melody and faux cousins
• -Ryan finishes third grad course of summer (brutal for us both since I am the proof-reader of all things BS)
• -14 hour road trip to Illinois (not too bad for a 12 hour trip with a 16 month old--which I would like to point out-- that I drove all of but 3 hours.
• -Relaxing at the Taj Mahal (aka Grandma and Papa's monstrous house in the middle of a s*@%-ton of corn)
• -Going to the ER only to find out Cameran's fever of 102 is due to an ear infection---Umm, hello ear tubes, isn't that what you are for???
• -"Swimping" with Gabriella, Isabelle and the rest of the family
• -Coming to fully appreciate doors WITH functional locks (*imagination necessary*)
• -Day-tripping to House on the Rock in Wisconsin and New Glarus for dinner
• -More relaxing and shopping
• -Attempting to leave on a Tuesday, but not succeeding until Friday
• -Chicago White Sox game at Cellular Field on final Wednesday (perk of said extension thanks to the lemon car parts that were ordered by the garage)
• -A super awesome surprise from the family that will make it much easier to actually make buying a new house a reality sooner rather than later
• -Driving home and stopping "past Cleveland", checking in, then realizing that we were in fact still close to Cleveland thanks to the super ghetto dance party happening near the back entrance.
• -Walking in said back hotel entrance to a bunch of drunk guys choraling, "Hey big girl, you got wings in that bag?" and "Mmmm Ima go for some wings right now" by the girl with them.
• -Family sleeping in a King bed thanks to the institutional-style crib from the hotel.
• -NOT sleeping (well) in the bed
• -Getting home and being surprised with our new electronics that we "had to have" sitting on the porch
• -Unpacking
• -Settling back into reality that is having only one week off until a new crop of 7th graders come.
• -Cameran receiving her 4th EEG and waiting for the results.
• -Hanging out with friends
• -Staying up way too late because of being accustomed to Central time. (Which makes me think of what people who live on the cusp of time zones do if they live in one, but work in another. That would suck.)

On the way to Chincoteague!

Ready to brave the sand for the first time!

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Bonnet from etsy shop Bella Sol Bebe

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Resting with Nanny.

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Steamed crabs.  (Sorry to all who have no clue what these are, but to East Coasters they are heaven.)

Does this bikini make my butt look big??

Aww, do we have to go????

And that was a little taste of Cami's first trip to the beach.