Monday, August 24, 2009

Smart Phone?

After having cell phone envy the past few months (almost all of my friends have iPhones these days), I finally got a smart phone. I'm with Sprint and I wasn't ready to switch carriers, so I decided to try the Palm Pre. Most people I know love their iPhone. The only complaint I ever heard was the reception wasn't that great. Some people had a few problems with the keyboard, although they all said you eventually get used to it. I tried typing on the keyboard and I was definitely clumbsy with it. Since my cell phone is my only phone, reception is really important to me, so I decided to keep my carrier for now and try the Pre.

This phone is definitely more fun than my last phone that did nothing extra. I can browse the intenet. I have GPS and Google Maps. But my friends with iPhones have more apps to choose from. The Around Me app tells you anything from bars to shopping near wherever you are. The Palm has a similar app called Where. But I tried it last night, and it just wasn't as efficient as Around Me. It took me a few steps to get it to work. Also iPhone has a golf app that my husband is dying for...it of course, is not on the Palm right now. I can look at my facebook account with the Palm, which is great. The newsfeed is accurate, but I can't comment on my friends' status updates on my phone. I can write on my friends' walls, though. But my wall shows posts from weeks ago, no recent posts are on my phone, which is weird.

I do understand that the Palm Pre is a first generation phone. They're still working out kinks, updating the phone and it's supposed to have more apps come out next month, which I can't wait for. The iPhone has been out for over two years, and has had a chance to perfect itself. And I'm still getting used to using a smart phone. So hopefully in a couple of months, I'll get more accustomed to it and maybe I'll be glad I didn't get the iPhone. Right now, I'm on the fence.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

NFL Season Already?

Just saw a commercial for the first preseason games to happen later this week. I can't believe the season is about to start. When I think of football, I think of winter; which means my favorite season, summer will be over soon. Before I met my husband, I knew nothing about football. Had absolutely no interest in it. Football is his favorite sport, so of course, I got sucked in. I now get more enjoyment watching games with him because I have a basic understanding of what's going on.

But my husband is involved in several football pools with his friends and fantasy football, which leads to a virtual football obsession. He buys the magazines, does research. It's almost like a second job. On Sundays, I have no control over the TV and am lucky if I get the computer long enough to check my email. Tomorrow is draft day for fantasy football, and I'm glad that I will not be working. It will be a day filled with stat checks, ESPN, and trash talk with his buddies.

I've participated in his pools a few times, and it does make the games more interesting. I just hate dealing with testosterone surge he gets every week. Okay, I actually think it's kind of cute, but it's fun to give him a hard time about it.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Ray of Light

I wasn't going to write about this again, but I decided that it's important to get this story out there because it happens to many women, and hearing other people's stories has really helped me. I recently had a 3rd miscarriage. Ugh! This time, I was totally prepared. I had an ultrasound at 7 weeks, and there was no embryo just two little sacs that measured at around 4 weeks. I completely knew that it was going to be a bad outcome. Again, I never felt pregnant. In the past my breasts have at least gotten a little tender. This time, no tenderness, no nothing. A couple of days before the ultrasound, I took a home pregnancy test and the line was kind of faint, considering how far along I was supposed to be. So that prepared me for the worst, though I hoped until the very end that I was wrong.

I decided before the appointment that if it was another bad outcome, I was going to ask for some type of testing or ask to be referred to a reproductive endocrinologist. For some reason, I was preparing for an uphill battle, but my doctor was on the same page without me even having to ask. I'll get another ultrasound to confirm the diagnosis this week, then I'll have to go through the miscarriage process somehow (either taking medication like I did the first time, or letting nature take it's course--I'll probably do the former because I've had no signs of bleeding at all). Four to six weeks after all pregnancy hormone is out of my system, I have to get bloodwork done and a special xray of my uterus to make sure it's normal.

I'm sad about it, obviously. This whole thing has been tough on me and really tough on my husband. We're both ready to be parents, and it's been stressful for him. That's why I'm glad we have to take a break from trying. It'll give us time to relax and regroup. We weren't going to vacation this year because we want to buy a house soon, but we decided--screw it! We're going away in November. Not sure where, but somewhere. I can't wait!

As sad as it makes me feel, I also feel very blessed and hopeful. Blessed because it can always be worse. A coworker is my age, maybe a year younger, and went for her 20 week ultrasound recently. The story is unclear, but after the ultrasound, she lost her baby. I cannot, cannot imagine what she must be going through. She had already started showing. A friend of a friend had her 20 week ultrasound, and it showed severe abnormalities of her fetus. She was told that her baby would not survive more than a couple of hours out of the womb, and the best decision would be to terminate the pregnancy. Again, cannot begin to imagine the hell that must have been for her. I'm thankful that the decision was taken from me.

I'm hopeful because so far, the getting pregnant process has been easy. Each time we've tried, we've gotten pregnant. It's the staying pregnant part that's not gone so well. The tests that will be done may not show a cause. Most cases of recurrent miscarriage have no identifiable cause, sometimes it's just bad luck. If a cause is found, it usually can be easily treated. So although I know the odds are that they won't find anything wrong, if they do find something, it may be treatable. My guess is that it's just been really bad luck. I just think that we've gotten some bad eggs and that a good egg is in there, we just have to find it. I truly believe that we will have a baby someday. It may not be as soon as we'd like, we may not be able to have as many as we want, but I think it will happen. I feel like I can see that little ray of hope at the end of this dark tunnel, and we will get there. Somehow.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Missing My Baby...

My computer died last week, and I feel lost! I have computer access at work, but it's been so busy lately, I barely get a chance to check my email! I can't believe there was a day when I didn't even own a computer and didn't think it was absolutely necessary to own one.

I am new to the blogosphere, and I've been trying to keep up with everyone's blogs and find inspiration for my own, and losing my laptop has been crippling! It should be repaired by the end of this week or early next week. In the meantime, I miss my baby!!!