Still Working with Huck

Huck had a reasonably good weekend last weekend. He got to play, watch tv, and join in family festivities. We keep speaking with him about choices, and being an active participant in the family. This means not treating people badly or yelling, and then expecting everyone to be at your beck and call.

He’s had a few issues with peers at school, mainly what I consider a negative attitude being confronted by peers. When  he has issues in school, he has issues at home. He has fits, screaming bits, and general rudeness.

This week I sent him to school in his pajamas again, after being screamed at (at only 7:00 am) because none of his favorite pants were clean. Granted, I’ve had a few things going on (finals for school, multiple dr visits, getting ready for the holidays, etc) and I did not realize he needed laundry to be done. Reminding me at 7:00 in the morning in an angry way does nothing to help the situation. So I asked him to take a few deep breaths and pick a different outfit, considering he has many beautiful clothes to choose from. He fell to the floor and had a fit. So I gave him another chance to choose another outfit. He declined. So off he went in his pajamas. I wizened up this time and emailed his teacher, in addition to calling the guidance counselor to inform her what was going on. We had just held a meeting with the guidance counselor, Huck, Huck’s teacher, Huck’s counselor and myself about his problems with his peers, so they were prepared. I feel a lot of support for Huck, but I am sad that he does not feel the same way.

Wednesday evening this week was good, he made eye contact and answered questions about his day. He didn’t whine or pout about having to take a shower and do his homework. That was the only day though!


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I thought of a couple catchy titles but it all seemed so corny and trite. We have big news in our household, very surprising and shocking to all of us… I’m pregnant!


Back in October I had a follow-up appointment with my ob/gyn for long term birth control options and heavy period management. I had met with her in August to discuss the options for my husband and I, since we were CLEARLY done having kids and all, and also what I could do to regulate my cycles a bit since I am on anti-coagulants since my stroke and heart surgery. Hubby graciously (read: painfully) accepted a vasectomy since tubal ligation is difficult (especially for women with clotting issues!). So my doctor and I decided to try a procedure called NovaSure, which is basically an ablation procedure. This would relive my periods and maybe even clear them up for a while until I go through menopause. So I was at the ob/gyn office for an ultrasound and a tissue sample before scheduling my ablation procedure. They did a precautionary urine test before the tissue sample. I was waiting for the doctor for a while but I figured something came up. Well, my doctor came back in the room and said they could not perform the tissue sample that day because I had a faint line on my urine dip! I was blown away. I hadn’t even missed my period yet, it was that early. My doctor had my blood drawn to test my HCG levels, and they were at 35 or so. She ordered a repeat of the test for the following week, but told me not to freak out because it was so early. Well I went the following week to have my blood drawn and sure enough, the HCG levels had risen to 565! At that point the doctor took me off a few medications (like Lipitor) which can be harmful to the fetus, and said that I would see a high risk specialist after they found a “viable fetus” on the 8 week ultrasound.

I am trying to tread softly here, because I know that the adoption space is full of women with infertility issues and I really don’t want to seem ungrateful or petty. But we were done having kids, and on the path to make it permanent. So you can imagine our utter shock at being pregnant 5 years after our youngest kid! I’ve been in graduate school and looking to head back to work next fall when all of my kids are in school full-time. A newborn definitely was not in the plan! We’ve also been very nervous, considering that we did take precautions to NOT get pregnant, so we’ve been concerned about the health of the baby.

At every appointment we’ve been glad to have reports of a healthy baby. We also saw the high risk specialist this week and I get to stay on my current medications until week 34, when I will switch over to twice daily injections of Heparin. Heparin is reversible, so when I go into labor or I am induced (after 39 weeks), they do not have to worry about bleeding or an epidural. Hubby and I have slowly been accepting this as our new reality. I withdrew from graduate school for the spring. I got all As this semester so it was really bittersweet to stop, but it’s a $30,000+ program, and considering it will be a while before I go back to work, I don’t think the return on investment is very good. We’ve been trying to collect baby things, since we donated all of Madeline’s things a long time ago! We’re slowly considering names. It is becoming more of our reality, but it has been a long 12 week road!

The kids are BEYOND excited. Anne wants to be there when I deliver. Huck actually cried happy tears at the thought of having a little brother (potentially). Madeline is coming to terms with being a big sister. She keeps saying she doesn’t like babies but she finds baby toys any time we go to the store and is excited for that part.

My family has been very cautious with their excitement as they are worried about my health. While I was never told that I could not have children after my stroke and heart surgery, I was always adamant that I was not going to try and that it would be high risk. At this point they do no consider me at any higher of a risk for a blood clot than any other pregnant woman, but they are monitoring it closely. So I am thankful for being monitored and my doctors have all been excellent.

My due date is July 1st, and the doctors won’t let me go to 40 weeks, so it looks like we’ll have a new addition in June 2016!