This will be a short one. I can't say much, because I really just don't know the answers myself.
This was the 5th and 6th miscarriage since we had Fiona in July 2008. It came by surprise. Surprise that we were pregnant. Then guessing we were 10 weeks 6 days along on Wednesday, September 15th. And we were. We were also 6 weeks and 3 days along and didn't know it. I hear this can happen, rarely, but it does happen.
Tuesday September 14th, we began our miscarriage journey. Wednesday we completed this journey. So we thought. Ryan was 2 hours away and I wouldn't see him til the weekend. I'm thankful his mother was here to keep Fiona while I was in and out of the hospital that week.
Friday September 17th, I went into the OB, and left with some shocking hope. We were still pregnant. 6 weeks and 3 days pregnant. What a shock.
It was a short lived hope. By that night, I was back in the hospital ER in Alamogordo, miscarrying our second pregnancy of the week. At the end of a long night, Ryan helped me to the car after a DNC. This is the surgery where the doctor assists in completing the miscarriage. I spent the next week in slight pain, nothing compared to the pain I felt from the 14th to the 18th.
I don't know what God has in store for my family, but I know it must be grand. He holds such a mansion of babies waiting for Ryan and I! In the next few weeks, we're hoping to have some more answers as we finally get referred to a high risk OB. Thanks to those who read this, and to all our friends and family for standing beside us through this sorrow.
We'll be back on our feet soon...
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
2 Weeks of Entertaining Without the 'Auto-sitter'?
How are my friends and family out there? I know not many people read this, but I enjoy writing anyway.
So here's the details, and the update. Again, this is one without pictures, since it'll be two weeks until I can find my camera charger...
Okay, where to start? Let's begin with the adventure of finding an apartment in a new state, and in a new city where most of the occupants are seasonal. The city is ski oriented, so I began my search rather differently than I would have back in Tulsa. In Tulsa, Jenks, Broken Arrow, Claremore... you can drive down the road and see many apartments, or signs for houses for sale! In Ruidoso, Ruidoso Downs, Mescalero, Bent, Capitan, and Alamogordo, you don't see anything to rent unless you're deep in the mountain, driving down curvy roads, purposely searching for something to rent. The newspaper is nonexistent, and even Craigslist.org is slim- you have to search under the link for Roswell for anything, and then search out things for Ruidoso in the millions of things for Roswell. So, with a heavy heart and knowledge from the couple that was going to let us stay with them that the Mr. has a cat allergy, I began an internet search for apartments in the only place that came up with apartments. Alamogordo. Alamogordo is 20-30 degrees hotter than Ruidoso (which has been sitting in the low 70's lately, midday.), and very full. After calling 30 apartments and receiving the same responses, "We're full and don't know when we'll have something open," "We don't accept pets." and reading bad review after bad review on many more apartments, I had about given up.
Last week, on Sunday, Ryan and I were driving Sudderth Drive and I spotted an apartment complex which I planned to return to on Monday during my Alamogordo adventure. I didn't make it there. On Monday, my sister in law mentioned an efficiency apartment in Ruidoso that a young lady wanted to hand over her lease that she'd seen on Craigslist. Knowing an efficiency was much too small for my family, I thanked her and did nothing about it. Wednesday, my sister called and told me about the same apartment on Craigslist. With a sigh, I decided, "Fine, I'll email about it, but I just know it won't work." Sure enough, I got back a response of "this apartment is barely big enough for me by myself. I don't think this is what you want." But, this young lady also mentioned the name of the apartments and I looked it up. I loved the pictures, and so I called on it. Turns out, they had a 2 bedroom apartment, all bills paid, available immediately. When I looked up where I needed to go to get an application, I laughed. Low and behold, this was the apartment complex we passed on Sunday. By Friday morning, I had turned in our application.
Ryan and I had been paying extra on our bills left in Oklahoma, and thus we had nothing to move on or put a deposit down on the apartment with. Since Wednesday, I had been praying for God's hand on the situation. Friday evening, all we needed was verification on Ryan's job, but no one could get ahold of anyone at his job. Finally I got ahold of his Lt. and Lt. left a call for the apartment home office in Dallas. We had hoped to move in over the weekend, and this lack of verification on time for Friday, prevented us moving. So Monday came, and I didn't know how I was going to get my family into the apartment, with Ryan back in Artesia. I couldn't move everything myself, and well, frankly we didn't have the money, and I was trying to see if they would take a post dated check. We got the approval and I sat and waited for a response from the home office.
Then, at about noon, when I was trying to figure out how to get myself, my things, my daughter, and my pets back to Tulsa, and talking with Rachel about a plan, I received a facebook message from a friend, Dennis. After some discussion, this wonderful man did something I never thought would happen. He lent us the money to move in. No more did I need to get back to Tulsa to stay for a couple weeks. I could pack up and figure out how to get moved about 10 minutes around the mountain from the hotel. Well, Ryan got approval to come home and we spent from 7pm - midnight packing the truck and my car with all our things from the hotel (does it ever seem that things just accumulate between point A and point B?), and moving it to the apartment and unloading it all. Then I was up until 2am trying to get the air mattress together so Fi and I could get to bed; well that and making sure Ryan got back to Artesia okay.
So why am I on an air bed? Well, all of our belongings are in Albuquerque still, in the storage. 10 days wasn't enough notice for me to find a place and set up for our things to be delivered. So today I bought a 7 pc. pot and pan pack from Walmart so we can at least cook the box of food the church gave us while we wait for our dishes, pots and pans, and everything else. I'm looking forward to this weekend, going back to Tulsa for a visit (Granny wants to see Fiona, so she's getting us back there...) and sleeping on an actual mattress! At least tonight, Fiona is asleep in her own room! Little blessings!
Ryan had an issue with an instructor at FLETC during a practical test. This instructor decided that because Ryan couldn't tell him what supreme court case allowed him the rights he had just used on a hypothetical situation, the instructor decided Ryan failed the test. This really worried Ryan. The three people from the class that have gone home, have been fired. I had full trust that he would pass his remedial with no problems. Now, a practical test allows 5 remedials per test, much unlike the single remedial allowed for the 5 exams throughout the academy. But Ryan still worried. Well Tuesday, August 31st, he took his remedial... in front of the head of the academy. Two instructors for this test, and both passed him with "PERFECT" on his scores! The head of the academy called Ryan himself to tell Ryan that he had passed perfectly.
Needless to say, I'm so proud of him! He had a near perfect score on the original test, save for that particular instructor... but oh well, we're done and moving on! I can't wait for him to graduate!
So keep us in your prayers as we journey toward November 1st. Then our new adventures from there. In about 2 weeks I should be going to the doctor for the baby! :)
So here's the details, and the update. Again, this is one without pictures, since it'll be two weeks until I can find my camera charger...
Okay, where to start? Let's begin with the adventure of finding an apartment in a new state, and in a new city where most of the occupants are seasonal. The city is ski oriented, so I began my search rather differently than I would have back in Tulsa. In Tulsa, Jenks, Broken Arrow, Claremore... you can drive down the road and see many apartments, or signs for houses for sale! In Ruidoso, Ruidoso Downs, Mescalero, Bent, Capitan, and Alamogordo, you don't see anything to rent unless you're deep in the mountain, driving down curvy roads, purposely searching for something to rent. The newspaper is nonexistent, and even Craigslist.org is slim- you have to search under the link for Roswell for anything, and then search out things for Ruidoso in the millions of things for Roswell. So, with a heavy heart and knowledge from the couple that was going to let us stay with them that the Mr. has a cat allergy, I began an internet search for apartments in the only place that came up with apartments. Alamogordo. Alamogordo is 20-30 degrees hotter than Ruidoso (which has been sitting in the low 70's lately, midday.), and very full. After calling 30 apartments and receiving the same responses, "We're full and don't know when we'll have something open," "We don't accept pets." and reading bad review after bad review on many more apartments, I had about given up.
Last week, on Sunday, Ryan and I were driving Sudderth Drive and I spotted an apartment complex which I planned to return to on Monday during my Alamogordo adventure. I didn't make it there. On Monday, my sister in law mentioned an efficiency apartment in Ruidoso that a young lady wanted to hand over her lease that she'd seen on Craigslist. Knowing an efficiency was much too small for my family, I thanked her and did nothing about it. Wednesday, my sister called and told me about the same apartment on Craigslist. With a sigh, I decided, "Fine, I'll email about it, but I just know it won't work." Sure enough, I got back a response of "this apartment is barely big enough for me by myself. I don't think this is what you want." But, this young lady also mentioned the name of the apartments and I looked it up. I loved the pictures, and so I called on it. Turns out, they had a 2 bedroom apartment, all bills paid, available immediately. When I looked up where I needed to go to get an application, I laughed. Low and behold, this was the apartment complex we passed on Sunday. By Friday morning, I had turned in our application.
Ryan and I had been paying extra on our bills left in Oklahoma, and thus we had nothing to move on or put a deposit down on the apartment with. Since Wednesday, I had been praying for God's hand on the situation. Friday evening, all we needed was verification on Ryan's job, but no one could get ahold of anyone at his job. Finally I got ahold of his Lt. and Lt. left a call for the apartment home office in Dallas. We had hoped to move in over the weekend, and this lack of verification on time for Friday, prevented us moving. So Monday came, and I didn't know how I was going to get my family into the apartment, with Ryan back in Artesia. I couldn't move everything myself, and well, frankly we didn't have the money, and I was trying to see if they would take a post dated check. We got the approval and I sat and waited for a response from the home office.
Then, at about noon, when I was trying to figure out how to get myself, my things, my daughter, and my pets back to Tulsa, and talking with Rachel about a plan, I received a facebook message from a friend, Dennis. After some discussion, this wonderful man did something I never thought would happen. He lent us the money to move in. No more did I need to get back to Tulsa to stay for a couple weeks. I could pack up and figure out how to get moved about 10 minutes around the mountain from the hotel. Well, Ryan got approval to come home and we spent from 7pm - midnight packing the truck and my car with all our things from the hotel (does it ever seem that things just accumulate between point A and point B?), and moving it to the apartment and unloading it all. Then I was up until 2am trying to get the air mattress together so Fi and I could get to bed; well that and making sure Ryan got back to Artesia okay.
So why am I on an air bed? Well, all of our belongings are in Albuquerque still, in the storage. 10 days wasn't enough notice for me to find a place and set up for our things to be delivered. So today I bought a 7 pc. pot and pan pack from Walmart so we can at least cook the box of food the church gave us while we wait for our dishes, pots and pans, and everything else. I'm looking forward to this weekend, going back to Tulsa for a visit (Granny wants to see Fiona, so she's getting us back there...) and sleeping on an actual mattress! At least tonight, Fiona is asleep in her own room! Little blessings!
Ryan had an issue with an instructor at FLETC during a practical test. This instructor decided that because Ryan couldn't tell him what supreme court case allowed him the rights he had just used on a hypothetical situation, the instructor decided Ryan failed the test. This really worried Ryan. The three people from the class that have gone home, have been fired. I had full trust that he would pass his remedial with no problems. Now, a practical test allows 5 remedials per test, much unlike the single remedial allowed for the 5 exams throughout the academy. But Ryan still worried. Well Tuesday, August 31st, he took his remedial... in front of the head of the academy. Two instructors for this test, and both passed him with "PERFECT" on his scores! The head of the academy called Ryan himself to tell Ryan that he had passed perfectly.
Needless to say, I'm so proud of him! He had a near perfect score on the original test, save for that particular instructor... but oh well, we're done and moving on! I can't wait for him to graduate!
So keep us in your prayers as we journey toward November 1st. Then our new adventures from there. In about 2 weeks I should be going to the doctor for the baby! :)
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