Thursday, February 25, 2010
Moving Day!
Well, my friends... it's the end of an era...
"Through My Eyes" has come to an end. However, Bobby and I have finally followed through with our plan for a joint blog/site that we have been promising since we were first married. Right now, it is still a work in process. All of the posts you've read here have been transferred. In the works are photo galleries, music playlists, videos of our family, & more. Be sure to follow me over... to the dark side. Mwuhahahahahahaha... (Sorry, I know that was REALLY lame. I just couldn't resist.)
And in case you were wondering or were uninformed, that is my childhood home in the photo. When I was 4 my Grandfather moved the parsonage we were living in to private land and added on to make a more than comfortable home for our family. I thought the fact that they picked that house up and moved it was the coolest thing. Grandpa was my superhero, and could do anything...
C'mon over! http://TheSchottFamily.com
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Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Better Than Expected...
- That there is truth to the statement God will never give us more than we can handle.
- While trials I've been through over the years have been pretty tough, there is always going to be someone who is worse off.
- Even when I feel all alone, as though no one even hears my prayers, Jesus is there. Just waiting for the right time.
- Abuse, miscarriages, deceit, betrayal, & infidelity are all horrible hurtful things, but putting faith in God can almost make you forget the pain of it all.
- There is nothing like finding your true love, and NO ONE should settle for less than the best. If you can see yourself living happily without them in the future, then it's probably not meant to be. As my Aunt told me, "If in 10 years you don't see them, don't waste your time now."
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Monday, February 22, 2010
Okay, So I'm Not 20 Anymore...
Nor have I been for awhile. :sigh:
Regardless, this song really speaks to me. I think the lyrics speak for themselves. I often find myself singing it since the first time I heard it months ago. Gotta love it...
Song: Free To Be Me
Album: My Paper Heart
Artist: Francesca Battistelli
At twenty years of age I'm still looking for a dream
A war's already waged for my destiny
But You've already won the battle
And You've got great plans for me
Though I can’t always see
(Chorus)
‘Cause I got a couple dents in my fender
Got a couple rips in my jeans
Try to fit the pieces together
But perfection is my enemy
On my own I'm so clumsy
But on Your shoulders I can see
I'm free to be me
When I was just a girl I thought I had it figured out
My life would turn out right, and I'd make it here somehow
But things don't always come that easy
And sometimes I would doubt
(Chorus)
And you’re free to be you
Sometimes I believe that I can do anything
Yet other times I think I've got nothing good to bring
But You look at my heart and You tell me
That I've got all You seek
And it’s easy to believe
Even though
(Chorus)
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Me + IUD = STOT
1: This blog is based solely on my experience and/or opinion. This is just how this situation affected me, and it may not affect anyone else in the same way. I am not looking to "talk trash" about any one company or person. Just relating my adventure out to the world.
2: This blog is about my recent experience over the course of 4 months with an IUD. An IUD is an intrauterine device... used for birth control...In case you still aren't grasping this... I'm going to be writing about a piece of equipment that was installed in my uterus to keep me from getting pregnant. If you can not handle hearing the details of this, please do not read.
So, on with the show...
There I was, 6 weeks after Johnny was born at my postpartum check up, faced with the question I had been dreading to hear my Dr. ask. "What would you like to do for birth control?" Why do I hate this question, you ask? Well, I'll tell you... because NOTHING works.
- Pills? They have either failed in the past, meaning I got pregnant, or it would send me into a strange depression, or cause me to have other complications. (Constant spotting, weight gain, massive acne (worse than usual), migraines, etc.) No, I didn't just need to try a different brand. I've been on at least 10 different prescriptions for birth control pills. Possibly more.
- Nuva-ring? Ugh, I hated that one. (Remind yourself I warned you about TMI) First few months were okay, then 2 months in a row I had HORRIBLE cramping with Nuva-ring, but light bleeding for the first few hours... then suddenly I would feel dizzy, nauseated - eventually vomiting, and as though my uterus were in a vice when I would suddenly shed what seemed to be my entire uterine lining at once. Just one huge clot. Obviously, I refused to continue using that.
- Depo-provera? I was sick/bleeding the entire time the shot was effective. It was believed I possibly had a miscarriage during the use also. But keep in mind when I say sick, I mean Dr's sending me in for lab work every week trying to figure out what was wrong with me, losing 20lbs and then gaining 40, swollen spleen and liver, & massive body aches and pain among other things. Not just sick with the sniffles. Sick.
- Rhythm method? Sure... until I realized I was a forgetful clutz and would forget to track dates and temperatures.
- Condoms, film, spermicide, etc... Well, looks like that's my only option now...
- I should also mentioned that none of my children were planned. Two of them there were "talks" of having a baby in the near future, but no active trying. In fact, it was being prevented every time. That should give you an idea as to why this whole subject is just not a fun one for me.
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For years I've looked into IUDs. They both terrified me and yet seemed so liberating. Nothing to remember, complete freedom. But yet... it's a copper appliance inside your uterus and that just seems so strange. How is it not painful? I talked to a few people I knew with them in the past and they always said they loved them... but then there were those reviews I'd read on the internet that referred to them as torture devices... and that risk of a perforated uterus... and though these are completely different than the copper IUDs that turned women's insides into mush a couple decades ago, how do we know just how safe they really are? Oh, the torment of debating this back and forth... but going with this seemed to be my last option other than barrier methods and going back to counting/charting. I sat and stared... "I want to go with this, but I'm scared!" My Dr laughed, mocked me, and then asked the million dollar question: "Scared of what? The pain of insertion? Would you rather go through the pain of another childbirth?"
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Sunday, February 21, 2010
Thank You, Carrie Underwood...
For now I cry like a ninny at least once an hour... which is how often I hear this song now...
Not saying I don't love this song, because I most absolutely do. Just... WOW. Tearjerker!
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