Exciting news! At the tender age of 43 I'm pregnant! Woo Hoo!
John and I thought we weren't able to have children. I thought I was going through an early menopause because I was having hot flashes and all the other nice symptoms of menopause. But after this last weekend spent with my head down the toilet, I decided enough was enough and got a home pregnancy test, just to rule out the possibility. Never rule out! It came back positive very quickly. At first I was completely nonplussed and in shock. I wasn't happy right away because it was such an unexpected thing, even though John has been telling me for two months I'm pregnant. I figured what does he know? He's a man.
After thinking about it and letting it sink in for a couple of hours I realized that I was overjoyed. We went to the doctor today and got confirmation of the results. I am having an ultrasound done on the 29th to find out if everything is okay and how far along I am. I figure 2 1/2 to 3 months at this point. I will admit to still being scared. At my age and with my past medical history this will definitely be a high-risk pregnancy. But I'm going to do everything I can to make sure our baby is healthy and happy. God gave us this blessing, I'm going to take care of it!
Monday, November 19, 2007
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Things Are Getting Better!
After 6 lousy weeks of unemployment and numerous financial difficulties that go with that "lovely" state of affairs things are beginning to take an upswing.
I started a new job today and find myself firmly behind the learning curve again. It's work I've done before, medical transcription, but I had only done it for one doctor before. Now I'm doing it for a whole hospital full of doctors and I imagine I'll be getting everything from simple ingrown toenails to major traumas. It should be interesting. I find that after more than a year off my skills are rusty but with the practice module I did today I think they will come back and improve. The hardest part is going to be learning everybody's name! And just about the time I do I'll start doing the job from home.
So I won't be seeing a full paycheck until December but it's a whole heckuva lot better than no paycheck at all! Now maybe I can buy hubby those Lone Ranger DVD's he wants for Christmas.
I started a new job today and find myself firmly behind the learning curve again. It's work I've done before, medical transcription, but I had only done it for one doctor before. Now I'm doing it for a whole hospital full of doctors and I imagine I'll be getting everything from simple ingrown toenails to major traumas. It should be interesting. I find that after more than a year off my skills are rusty but with the practice module I did today I think they will come back and improve. The hardest part is going to be learning everybody's name! And just about the time I do I'll start doing the job from home.
So I won't be seeing a full paycheck until December but it's a whole heckuva lot better than no paycheck at all! Now maybe I can buy hubby those Lone Ranger DVD's he wants for Christmas.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Are We Really Paying Attention?
This is probably one of the many reflections I'll do about the corporate worship of the Episcopal Church in the USA.
I've been a confirmed Episcopalian since December of 1984, more that half my life. During that time in many different parishes, both as a communicant and a visitor, I have experienced a diversity of worship. I have participated in services from the very High Church with "bells and smells", following to the letter the Book of Common Prayer to very Low Church with just following the general outline of the Mass but pretty free and open. I have been in parishes and groups where people speak in tongues and in groups where charismatics would probably be burned at the stake.
This is one of the main things I love about the Episcopal Church. There is no dogma of the "right" or the "wrong" way to worship Almighty God. No one is turned away from the Eucharistic table because they are not Episcopalian. The only requirement for receiving the Sacrament is that you are a baptized Christian. The "blue signs" many of us look for when locating a parish say, "The Episcopal Church Welcomes You" and, on the whole, we mean it. Most of the people I have met in parishes other than my home church have made an effort to welcome me and speak to me. Unfortunately some have not and have embodied God's Frozen Chosen. Thank God this has been the rare exception than the rule!
I wonder, though, how many of us are paying attention, really paying attention during the celebration of the Eucharist? Okay, I've been guilty of it at times and I'm sure everyone is. I look around at the faces sometimes and I wonder who forgot to tell them this is a celebration. Yes, we do the same thing Sunday after Sunday from the same book, the same Bible, the same words. Yes, many probably know the whole thing by heart. Yes, sometimes we're tired when we're in the pew and don't really get into the service. I love it, though, when I see someone really getting into it. I love watching my husband, who was only introduced to Episcopal worship two and a half years ago, learn the different parts of the service. Even though some of his jokes during the service may irritate me, at least I know that he's paying attention.
So are we really paying attention to this wonderful gift of corporate worship? Do we really appreciate that the same rite is used in thousands of other parishes throughout the country, thereby uniting us into a larger corporate body of worship and uniting us to worshippers throughout history? Do we realize how blessed we are to have the opportunity to come together weekly and CELEBRATE the life, death and resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ when so many in the world are persecuted for doing just that? Do we celebrate? We should. As a friend of mine once said, "Do you love Jesus? Then tell your face!" And next Sunday CELEBRATE!
I've been a confirmed Episcopalian since December of 1984, more that half my life. During that time in many different parishes, both as a communicant and a visitor, I have experienced a diversity of worship. I have participated in services from the very High Church with "bells and smells", following to the letter the Book of Common Prayer to very Low Church with just following the general outline of the Mass but pretty free and open. I have been in parishes and groups where people speak in tongues and in groups where charismatics would probably be burned at the stake.
This is one of the main things I love about the Episcopal Church. There is no dogma of the "right" or the "wrong" way to worship Almighty God. No one is turned away from the Eucharistic table because they are not Episcopalian. The only requirement for receiving the Sacrament is that you are a baptized Christian. The "blue signs" many of us look for when locating a parish say, "The Episcopal Church Welcomes You" and, on the whole, we mean it. Most of the people I have met in parishes other than my home church have made an effort to welcome me and speak to me. Unfortunately some have not and have embodied God's Frozen Chosen. Thank God this has been the rare exception than the rule!
I wonder, though, how many of us are paying attention, really paying attention during the celebration of the Eucharist? Okay, I've been guilty of it at times and I'm sure everyone is. I look around at the faces sometimes and I wonder who forgot to tell them this is a celebration. Yes, we do the same thing Sunday after Sunday from the same book, the same Bible, the same words. Yes, many probably know the whole thing by heart. Yes, sometimes we're tired when we're in the pew and don't really get into the service. I love it, though, when I see someone really getting into it. I love watching my husband, who was only introduced to Episcopal worship two and a half years ago, learn the different parts of the service. Even though some of his jokes during the service may irritate me, at least I know that he's paying attention.
So are we really paying attention to this wonderful gift of corporate worship? Do we really appreciate that the same rite is used in thousands of other parishes throughout the country, thereby uniting us into a larger corporate body of worship and uniting us to worshippers throughout history? Do we realize how blessed we are to have the opportunity to come together weekly and CELEBRATE the life, death and resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ when so many in the world are persecuted for doing just that? Do we celebrate? We should. As a friend of mine once said, "Do you love Jesus? Then tell your face!" And next Sunday CELEBRATE!
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Hockey Season is Underway!
The only thing I hate about hockey season is that my husband John is gone so darn much. He is the radio broadcaster for the Tri-City Storm of the USHL. I don't know who was in charge of making the schedules for this year but out team only has seven home games between now and the Christmas break. I won't have him home for the entire weekend until mid-December. I know the old saying is absence makes the heart grow fonder. I think it's true because we've already had one weekend with him away and I missed him terribly. At least I'll have him home a lot for the second half of the season. I don't know how military wives do it. On the whole, I'd rather be a hockey widow; that's only a few days at a time.
Saturday, October 6, 2007
Welcome to my blog!
You never know what you're going to run across here because I never know what's going to run across my mind. It could be a rant about a situation I'm in, a brag about my husband or our dogs, or just some out-of-left field musings. Who knows. I'll probably be as surprised as you are! So welcome to my blog and check back often to see what's on my mind next.
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