And the world keeps on turning

Every time I'm on here, I feel the need to apologize for my lack of blogging.  In all honesty, other than the IF stuff in my life, everything is rather mundane.  I have my routines.  Each morning I wake up at 6:15am.  I shower, get dressed, put on my makeup, feed the cats, make my oatmeal and tea, and drive to work.  And while the classes and lessons differ, it's pretty routine there as well. 
Boring.
Mundane. 
Routine. 
I like it.  It's predictable.  I feel like I can control all those outcomes.  Even in a class of 30 very diverse students, I feel like it's all under control  I tend to have a great relationship with my classes so I worry very little about classroom management.  Even the student whose IEP states "disrespectful to female teachers" works well in my room.  (hope I didn't just jinx that!) 

So it really messes with my mind that the only thing I can't control is the one thing I so desperately want to.  A little bit of chaos at work, keeps me on my toes. But infertility is a tornado that constantly lands in my household without warning.  As soon as I've cleaned up, patched up, or renovated the place, another tornado hits.  Frustrating. 

I shared with my friend B that I had a miscarriage in August.  I haven't spoken with too many people about it.  Why bring them down?  B, you may recall, is due next week - on the 25th.  She's one of my preggo friends that doesn't irritate the heck out of me.  Her BFFS have organized a surprise baby shower for next week. Personally I think it's ridiculous to have a baby shower so close to her due date for a variety of reasons.

1. many first time mothers are late.
2. if the baby is early, mommy needs time to adjust to being a mommy.
3. people want to cuddle the baby.  a really newborn is so freaking new.  don't know how much it'll tolerate "pass the baby" at a shower. 

But, I was ignored.  Apparently that date worked out for everyone else.  Yes.  Let's take our needs into consideration but not the new mommy.  Ugh..whatever.  I'll go along with their freaking reindeer games even though I think they're being illogical.   

Anyway, my "WTF do we do now?" appointment with Dr. N is in early October.  I hope he has some answers.  I hope that we can do IVF 3.0 in November but I'm not sure with the timing and such.  My cycle is still pretty much like clockwork. TMI Alert! I found it odd that when I miscarried, I hardly bleed.  It was like a regular cycle - 2-3 days.  This past cycle was the heaviest cycle I've had in a long time.  I was bleeding for a good 5 days with 2 of them being very heavy.  I guess the uterus really clean up that last time.

On the plus side of things, Sweets just landed a pretty high profile contract.  If all works out, his work will be seen by millions on an Amer.ican television station.  Fingers crossed that this is the break gets him into the Amer.ican fi.lm and tele.vision market.   

Well, I must go back to marking compositions on the Treaty of Versailles and the League of Nations.  I know you're all jealous, aren't you? ;)  With that, I'll leave you with my song du jour. 

   

 

Change is good

Last week, Sweet Cheeks's best friend and business partner pulled the rug out from under him.  He announced that he was going to leave the company and moved back to his hometown in Oil Land.  Sweet Cheeks and A  have been working to build up their company for the past five years and have received a number of accolades - both provincially and nationally.  Unfortunately, while the entertainment industry can bring with it some fame and  rewards, it can also be a Sisyphean task to get to the top.  Sweet Cheeks was on his way to the top and now has been derailed.  Last week, he was a mess.  He lost his company and his best friend in one day.  And though this has been a difficult couple of weeks for the both of us, this crisis has lit a fire under his butt.  I like it.    


Within days, he contacted some large production companies out east and next week he's flying out to meet with them to discuss working with them.  I've always wanted him to be more proactive with this company; the majority of the work lay with his business partner.  Sweet Cheeks got lazy.  His buddy A did everything.  Now, Sweet Cheeks has to find the work himself.  He can no longer be complacent and expect things to come to him; he must seek it out.  Ultimately, his goal is to bring in a huge project and have his best friend move back to the Left Coast to work on it.  For me, I would like the financial stability that regular, consistent work can bring.  


Working with one of these big companies may bring in some consistent work, but sadly the entertainment industry is anything but stable.