It's a whole different world dealing with an OB office rather than an RE. They just do things much more laid back. They aren't used to people like me who have a knowledge base and need to know. But I am trying to embrace this change and be as "normal" as possible. This is a natural pregnancy for now and I am trying hard to let be what will be.
I had to ask for Saturday's lab results when I went in this morning. Saturday's HCG was 76. I'm feeling ok about that considering it seems to "match" what we saw on the u/s, right? If it was really high, we'd be in trouble I think. They didn't seem to draw for P4, so I have no idea where that was at. I am on minimal support now but I did have them draw it today. I know that the statistics tell you that low P4 is often indicative of a "bad" pregnancy. But I also know that I have an issue with low Progesterone.
So for now we wait and see. I won't get today's lab results until tomorrow. Another difference in dealing with an OB rather than an RE. I'm trying to keep it all in perspective and keep it together until tomorrow. I have to return to work tomorrow, so it will be nice to have the distraction. Hoping that the call comes at a point that I can get away and take the news. Thankfully I have an appointment with my therapist tomorrow afternoon. (She's back from maternity leave!)
As of today, everything seems good. Symptoms are the same- Sore girls, fatigue, and crazy dreams still there. Not much nausea but a few light headed moments. Nothing serious at all- just a moment of "hmm, I don't feel just right" There is still NO SPOTTING at all. I am obsessed with checking of course.
Today is my very last day of break. I wish I had a few more days, but don't we all? Thankful for a short week with kids. We have meetings all day tomorrow and kids only on Thursday and Friday.
Thank you for all the sweet comments and good thoughts. Keep them coming...
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Saturday, December 31, 2011
The Year 2011- brought to you by the word Limbo!
2011 is coming to a close. And I can't say that I am sorry to see the year go. It wasn't as rough as 2010, but it definitely had its moments. And way too much time in limbo land...
The major limbo- our adoption process. We finally got through the paperwork and got our homestudy approved in May. Then we couldn't decide which route to take for our next steps. We finally chose our attorney and have been happy with that choice. Each and every day is a day of limbo now- we place ads, we network, we hope, and we wait. Our lives could change in an instant- or in months, years from now... Really hoping that 2012 is our year.
Then there was my job. I really adore my principal and my colleagues, but don't love my job anymore the way I used to. I love technology and teaching others to use it in the classroom and spent lots of time last school year training other staff. I was so very hopeful that I would be a new position this fall and spent most of the summer in limbo over that. It wasn't until right before school started that I learned that I would in fact be returning to my same position in the classroom. The woman that was hired for the position is not meeting the expectations of the staff, and it's been a tough fall in that department. I had planned to start another master's program if they had placed me in the position, but we made the decision that the timing isn't right for me to do that right now. (See above...adoption limbo!)
And then there was the surprise pregnancy and miscarriage all wrapped up in one this spring/summer. I knew it was over even as it began, but it was a tough few days at first with little glimmers of hope. And then it was the miscarriage that wouldn't end. I spent months of weekly blood work waiting for the damn HCG levels to drop. We were paralyzed from making any adoption plans as my body healed and we came to terms to yet another loss.
Which brings me to today. We're in limbo again. It seems I've managed to get myself a "little" pregnant again. Yep, you read that right. We're currently in pregnancy limbo again- again a total surprise. I skipped the RE this time and went right to an OB, trying hard to act like a normal person- not someone who has endured all that we have. I had two positive HPTs on December 30th and they got me in right away today. I don't have any lab results- and won't until Tuesday. They did an u/s and saw "something" but nothing measurable yet. The u/s tech said that everything looks promising but early. Even though I know the date of my last AF, having PCOS- that doesn't mean a thing. The OB is very old school, and for now that is fine with me. He put me on progesterone and baby aspirin as an "it can't hurt" treatment. I'm already on Fo.late. Could I be more aggressive? Sure- but for now this is our plan and we've made peace with it.
I go back Tuesday for repeat labs and have another u/s scheduled for Friday dependent on Tuesday's results. We have a glimmer of hope- but we really know how this turns out for us every.single.other.time. So if you have some hope to share, feel free to send it our way. We have adoption ads running in local papers again this week. I refuse to let this paralyze us again. I pray that we have some resolutions one way or another in the next week. I know it will be touch and go for some time, but I would like to have some light to know which way this is going to end up.
Let's hope that 2012 brings us a child- one way or another. I can't handle another year like this!
The major limbo- our adoption process. We finally got through the paperwork and got our homestudy approved in May. Then we couldn't decide which route to take for our next steps. We finally chose our attorney and have been happy with that choice. Each and every day is a day of limbo now- we place ads, we network, we hope, and we wait. Our lives could change in an instant- or in months, years from now... Really hoping that 2012 is our year.
Then there was my job. I really adore my principal and my colleagues, but don't love my job anymore the way I used to. I love technology and teaching others to use it in the classroom and spent lots of time last school year training other staff. I was so very hopeful that I would be a new position this fall and spent most of the summer in limbo over that. It wasn't until right before school started that I learned that I would in fact be returning to my same position in the classroom. The woman that was hired for the position is not meeting the expectations of the staff, and it's been a tough fall in that department. I had planned to start another master's program if they had placed me in the position, but we made the decision that the timing isn't right for me to do that right now. (See above...adoption limbo!)
And then there was the surprise pregnancy and miscarriage all wrapped up in one this spring/summer. I knew it was over even as it began, but it was a tough few days at first with little glimmers of hope. And then it was the miscarriage that wouldn't end. I spent months of weekly blood work waiting for the damn HCG levels to drop. We were paralyzed from making any adoption plans as my body healed and we came to terms to yet another loss.
Which brings me to today. We're in limbo again. It seems I've managed to get myself a "little" pregnant again. Yep, you read that right. We're currently in pregnancy limbo again- again a total surprise. I skipped the RE this time and went right to an OB, trying hard to act like a normal person- not someone who has endured all that we have. I had two positive HPTs on December 30th and they got me in right away today. I don't have any lab results- and won't until Tuesday. They did an u/s and saw "something" but nothing measurable yet. The u/s tech said that everything looks promising but early. Even though I know the date of my last AF, having PCOS- that doesn't mean a thing. The OB is very old school, and for now that is fine with me. He put me on progesterone and baby aspirin as an "it can't hurt" treatment. I'm already on Fo.late. Could I be more aggressive? Sure- but for now this is our plan and we've made peace with it.
I go back Tuesday for repeat labs and have another u/s scheduled for Friday dependent on Tuesday's results. We have a glimmer of hope- but we really know how this turns out for us every.single.other.time. So if you have some hope to share, feel free to send it our way. We have adoption ads running in local papers again this week. I refuse to let this paralyze us again. I pray that we have some resolutions one way or another in the next week. I know it will be touch and go for some time, but I would like to have some light to know which way this is going to end up.
Let's hope that 2012 brings us a child- one way or another. I can't handle another year like this!
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Post Holiday Ramblings
I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday. I had some tense moments where I just felt sad, but all in all, it was a really nice few days. Chris and I had some quality time together- which is really a premium right now. We spent Christmas Eve night with our good friends and their family. I even spent some time holding Miriam's new great nephew. It feel so right to hold a tiny little one. I hope that's a sign that the time for my own precious little one is coming very soon. Chris was the life of the party and enjoyed himself a little too much. :)
Christmas Day was spent at home just the two of us. It was nice, but I had moments of sadness mixed with happiness. I long for a Christmas that includes a child. I also longed for the Christmas past that involved my family. I was regretting my decision to spend another year estranged from them. But after talking to my cousin today, I know that it is still the best decision for Chris and I. The Christmases of my childhood are a distant memory. Now it is time for me to embrace our new life and making new traditions. The mental health of my family members is still less than ideal- to put it mildly. I hope that one day I can have a relationship with them again, but know that enough time has not yet passed.
We plopped down another $250 for the second week of our ad this month. It will run starting tomorrow. We're also running an ad on Face.book and have picked up a few likes as a result. I am so hopeful and resigned all at the same time. I've had to share our story and explain our adoption process several times over the past week. While it's great to get it out there to more people, it stings a little each time I have to share it. I don't want to be an ambassador for adoption. I want to be a mom through adoption. There are so many misconceptions about the adoption process, and I've done a great deal of education too. I am by far not an expert- but I've shared what little knowledge we have.
We've had a few people reach out to us after getting our holiday card. One is a former swimmer who now works with an organization that works with college students facing an unwanted pregnancy. Another has an aunt who works in the foster care system in another state. Somehow one of these many connections has to come through for us, right?
Chris is working crazy hours over break doing private lessons to help add to our adoption fund. I miss him dearly, and wish that he had left at least one afternoon open for us to spend time together. I know that he needs to feel he is contributing as much as I am with PB Creations. We are going out to dinner with some friends on Thursday and have plans with Miriam & John for New Year's.
So, I am spending the time cleaning the disaster zone that is my studio. The whirlwind that was December made a big mess. Also hoping to get my etsy shop restocked with Valentine's items and general items. I also need to get invitations for a friend's wedding done. I have plenty to keep me busy. I just wish we had time to spend together.
At least it's not a year ago when I was a cleaning machine getting ready for our first homestudy visit! I did come to the realization that soon we'll need to talk about renewing our homestudy and figure out what that entails. At least we have some time for that.
I'll leave you with a photo of myself, Karin, & Miriam on Christmas Eve. It was several takes before we even got one photo that didn't include closed eyes or a random person behind us...
Christmas Day was spent at home just the two of us. It was nice, but I had moments of sadness mixed with happiness. I long for a Christmas that includes a child. I also longed for the Christmas past that involved my family. I was regretting my decision to spend another year estranged from them. But after talking to my cousin today, I know that it is still the best decision for Chris and I. The Christmases of my childhood are a distant memory. Now it is time for me to embrace our new life and making new traditions. The mental health of my family members is still less than ideal- to put it mildly. I hope that one day I can have a relationship with them again, but know that enough time has not yet passed.
We plopped down another $250 for the second week of our ad this month. It will run starting tomorrow. We're also running an ad on Face.book and have picked up a few likes as a result. I am so hopeful and resigned all at the same time. I've had to share our story and explain our adoption process several times over the past week. While it's great to get it out there to more people, it stings a little each time I have to share it. I don't want to be an ambassador for adoption. I want to be a mom through adoption. There are so many misconceptions about the adoption process, and I've done a great deal of education too. I am by far not an expert- but I've shared what little knowledge we have.
We've had a few people reach out to us after getting our holiday card. One is a former swimmer who now works with an organization that works with college students facing an unwanted pregnancy. Another has an aunt who works in the foster care system in another state. Somehow one of these many connections has to come through for us, right?
Chris is working crazy hours over break doing private lessons to help add to our adoption fund. I miss him dearly, and wish that he had left at least one afternoon open for us to spend time together. I know that he needs to feel he is contributing as much as I am with PB Creations. We are going out to dinner with some friends on Thursday and have plans with Miriam & John for New Year's.
So, I am spending the time cleaning the disaster zone that is my studio. The whirlwind that was December made a big mess. Also hoping to get my etsy shop restocked with Valentine's items and general items. I also need to get invitations for a friend's wedding done. I have plenty to keep me busy. I just wish we had time to spend together.
At least it's not a year ago when I was a cleaning machine getting ready for our first homestudy visit! I did come to the realization that soon we'll need to talk about renewing our homestudy and figure out what that entails. At least we have some time for that.
I'll leave you with a photo of myself, Karin, & Miriam on Christmas Eve. It was several takes before we even got one photo that didn't include closed eyes or a random person behind us...
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Dear Santa
It's Christmas Eve once again.
And I'm having many of the same thoughts I've had on this day for years.
On a day that once held so much magic for me as a child, I am torn between feelings of sadness and hope. Our life is full of so many blessings. We're surrounded by so many children. We've seen many grow up into amazing young adults. We've been able to experience their lives in a supporting role. We've got children in our lives that we care for on a daily basis. We have so many hopes and dreams for our swimmers and students. We have close friends' children who are like family to us that we will share this holiday with. But we're missing the big piece- a child that calls us mom and dad.
While my faith is wavering, I do believe fully in the Christmas Spirit. I want to have that magical feeling I had a a child return to our home as we embrace new traditions as a family. I want to leave cookies for Santa and sprinkle reindeer food on the lawn. I want to have matching Christmas pajamas and cuddle up watching The Polar Express. I want to see the sparkle in Chris' eye as he watches our children open up presents from Santa.
So Santa, there's just one wish on my Christmas list... and I think you know what it is!
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Wishing you all a very happy holiday.
And I'm having many of the same thoughts I've had on this day for years.
On a day that once held so much magic for me as a child, I am torn between feelings of sadness and hope. Our life is full of so many blessings. We're surrounded by so many children. We've seen many grow up into amazing young adults. We've been able to experience their lives in a supporting role. We've got children in our lives that we care for on a daily basis. We have so many hopes and dreams for our swimmers and students. We have close friends' children who are like family to us that we will share this holiday with. But we're missing the big piece- a child that calls us mom and dad.
While my faith is wavering, I do believe fully in the Christmas Spirit. I want to have that magical feeling I had a a child return to our home as we embrace new traditions as a family. I want to leave cookies for Santa and sprinkle reindeer food on the lawn. I want to have matching Christmas pajamas and cuddle up watching The Polar Express. I want to see the sparkle in Chris' eye as he watches our children open up presents from Santa.
So Santa, there's just one wish on my Christmas list... and I think you know what it is!
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Wishing you all a very happy holiday.
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Rewind... that darn H word
Mel posted earlier this week about the new Presidential Family portrait and the fact that the last one was taken two years ago. She asked us all to reflect at where we were at two years ago. I wish I hadn't looked.
You see, two years ago we were full of HOPE. You can read the post here. I had just finished a month long drug protocol that had made me miserable, but we were so sure that it was the final piece to our IVF. We learned that we had three normal blasts from our final IVF and were preparing to transfer them in January. I was so sure that it was going to work. I remember being so very hopeful for the first time in years. Everything was falling nicely into place. I was able to stomach the holidays because I was finally off the horrible drug, and I was so sure that it was going to be a final childless holiday.
For those of you who have read my blog for some time, you know how that all turned out. If you'd like to refresh your memory- read this. I came crashing down from my HOPE high really hard.
But I've moved on, right? We're moving forward and healing from that negative and the devastating miscarriage that came months later after we transferred our final blasts. We've closed that chapter of our life. We're moving on and are actively trying to adopt. We're hopeful again....
And that's where I slammed on the brakes. Here I am, two years later, blissfully hopeful that this will once again be our last childless Christmas. I am full of hope that we will become parents through adoption. Everything is falling into place. But am I setting myself up to fall again?
Other than the one situation that was a "hand me down" from another couple who had already been matched, we have not had a single call on our own 800 number. There has been no interest. After hearing of the two expectant mothers over a month ago, we are getting radio silence now. Before you tell me it hasn't been that long- I know. I know that we've only been fully active since September. I know that we've only run our first newspaper ads last week. But we've been out there- telling everyone we know. We've sent out mailings, we have a website and a face.book page. It was a year ago that we fully started the process with our first homestudy meeting.
I think the waiting would be so much easier to take if I knew that there would be a happy ending. It's been more than 11 years since we started trying to have a family. I just don't know how much longer I can wait without losing myself. I've realized that the unknown timeline or even IF it will all work out is starting to eat away at me. I don't like the person I am right now. I am overwhelmed and underwhelmed all at the same time. I am sad when I think about what the past 2 years have held for us- so much sadness and loss.
For now I am holding onto hope. Hope that we will finally have our family. Hope that I will be able to embrace motherhood after yearning for so long. Hope that Chris and I will be good parents. Hope that we won't have our hearts broken again in the process. Hope that an expectant mother will choose us and that we will be parents in 2012.
HOPE better not let me down this time. I'm not going to take it lightly this time!
You see, two years ago we were full of HOPE. You can read the post here. I had just finished a month long drug protocol that had made me miserable, but we were so sure that it was the final piece to our IVF. We learned that we had three normal blasts from our final IVF and were preparing to transfer them in January. I was so sure that it was going to work. I remember being so very hopeful for the first time in years. Everything was falling nicely into place. I was able to stomach the holidays because I was finally off the horrible drug, and I was so sure that it was going to be a final childless holiday.
For those of you who have read my blog for some time, you know how that all turned out. If you'd like to refresh your memory- read this. I came crashing down from my HOPE high really hard.
But I've moved on, right? We're moving forward and healing from that negative and the devastating miscarriage that came months later after we transferred our final blasts. We've closed that chapter of our life. We're moving on and are actively trying to adopt. We're hopeful again....
And that's where I slammed on the brakes. Here I am, two years later, blissfully hopeful that this will once again be our last childless Christmas. I am full of hope that we will become parents through adoption. Everything is falling into place. But am I setting myself up to fall again?
Other than the one situation that was a "hand me down" from another couple who had already been matched, we have not had a single call on our own 800 number. There has been no interest. After hearing of the two expectant mothers over a month ago, we are getting radio silence now. Before you tell me it hasn't been that long- I know. I know that we've only been fully active since September. I know that we've only run our first newspaper ads last week. But we've been out there- telling everyone we know. We've sent out mailings, we have a website and a face.book page. It was a year ago that we fully started the process with our first homestudy meeting.
I think the waiting would be so much easier to take if I knew that there would be a happy ending. It's been more than 11 years since we started trying to have a family. I just don't know how much longer I can wait without losing myself. I've realized that the unknown timeline or even IF it will all work out is starting to eat away at me. I don't like the person I am right now. I am overwhelmed and underwhelmed all at the same time. I am sad when I think about what the past 2 years have held for us- so much sadness and loss.
For now I am holding onto hope. Hope that we will finally have our family. Hope that I will be able to embrace motherhood after yearning for so long. Hope that Chris and I will be good parents. Hope that we won't have our hearts broken again in the process. Hope that an expectant mother will choose us and that we will be parents in 2012.
HOPE better not let me down this time. I'm not going to take it lightly this time!
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Lights of Gratitude
As I write this, I am sitting in a dark living room with just the Christmas tree lights on. I've done this since I was a small child. I simply love the glow of the tree and there is just a sense of peace and calm that comes from seeing the glow emanating from the tree.
Someone in my FB newsfeed posted something about having as many things to be thankful for as there are lights on their tree. I'm frustrated I can't find the correct wording- as it is perfect for this post. As I sit here taking in the glow of our tree, my heart is so full of gratitude for those who have supported us. In just the last week, so many have come forward to provide support for our adoption journey.
First off, thank you for each of you who raced over to my etsy shop after my shameless commercial and placed an order. My fingers will be busy getting all of the orders out this week. I am hopeful that I can cover the costs of our advertising each month with my etsy shop and other orders. Each little bit helps. Creating also feeds my soul, so it's really a win-win.
We were blown away by the generous gift from one of our swim team families. Chris has coached their daughter for five years and she is currently a senior in high school. She has signed with a Division I college to swim in the fall. They wrote us a beautiful letter of recommendation for our homestudy last fall and now wrote us a generous check just as a thank you for all Chris has done for their daughter. It was totally unexpected and we are still trying to figure out how to thank them for this gift.
I'd also like to shout out to The Zoo who thought of my little etsy shop when she won some ad space over at The Lovely Poppy and didn't think she'd use it. She passed her winnings on to me and Nicole The Lovely Poppy has agreed to allow me to place an ad there in her place. I am so touched that S. over at The Zoo thought of me for this opportunity. I've talked to Nicole and I think my ad will start up after the first of the year. Be sure to go over and check The Lovely Poppy out! She has a beautiful blog and shop!
Another coworker sent me a message telling me that her prayer group had received word of a young girl who learned she was pregnant and was weighing her options. She asked me if she could add us to the prayer list of the group and share our contact information in the hopes that our two situations might connect. This coworker is dealing with some health issues herself, and for her to think of us just touched my heart in so many ways.
I've had so much support for PB Creations through work contacts and friends alike. We would NOT be able to move forward with our adoption plan if it weren't for the extra income from PB Creations. I have many orders to fill this week and while I am a little stressed about getting it all done, I am so thankful for the work. It will keep my hands and head busy and keep my heart full as we go into the holiday season.
It's no secret that the holidays are hard for those who yearn to be parents. My hope is that I can focus on the gifts we've been given and not dwell on the missing piece. I want to keep this post upbeat- so I will save my thoughts on this being "the last holiday" for another post. For now, I am going to take a moment to take in the glow from the tree knowing that each one of those lights represents a hope and wish from those who support us in our quest to become parents.
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We ran our first ads this week in the local papers. I am so excited that through my research I learned that most papers do things alphabetically. Thanks to some reading I did- I knew to put "A baby to love- Adoption" rather than just adoption as our header. This made us the first ad in the section- above those who spent extra money for clip art and such. I am pretty pleased with myself! We had a little bit of sticker shock when we hit the submit button- the ad will run for a week at the expense of $250. I still question if that is the best avenue in this day and age- do people really read papers? But our attorney assures us that this is something we need to do. We also got a week online with the newspaper as part of the deal- so I guess we are getting the online exposure too.
Here is the online version of the ad: Coach & Teacher (This will only work for a few more days until our ad expires) The print version is MUCH shorter- as in 4 lines! For those of you local, it ran in the Sun Times and the News Sun as well as some of the suburban papers.
Someone in my FB newsfeed posted something about having as many things to be thankful for as there are lights on their tree. I'm frustrated I can't find the correct wording- as it is perfect for this post. As I sit here taking in the glow of our tree, my heart is so full of gratitude for those who have supported us. In just the last week, so many have come forward to provide support for our adoption journey.
First off, thank you for each of you who raced over to my etsy shop after my shameless commercial and placed an order. My fingers will be busy getting all of the orders out this week. I am hopeful that I can cover the costs of our advertising each month with my etsy shop and other orders. Each little bit helps. Creating also feeds my soul, so it's really a win-win.
We were blown away by the generous gift from one of our swim team families. Chris has coached their daughter for five years and she is currently a senior in high school. She has signed with a Division I college to swim in the fall. They wrote us a beautiful letter of recommendation for our homestudy last fall and now wrote us a generous check just as a thank you for all Chris has done for their daughter. It was totally unexpected and we are still trying to figure out how to thank them for this gift.
I'd also like to shout out to The Zoo who thought of my little etsy shop when she won some ad space over at The Lovely Poppy and didn't think she'd use it. She passed her winnings on to me and Nicole The Lovely Poppy has agreed to allow me to place an ad there in her place. I am so touched that S. over at The Zoo thought of me for this opportunity. I've talked to Nicole and I think my ad will start up after the first of the year. Be sure to go over and check The Lovely Poppy out! She has a beautiful blog and shop!
Another coworker sent me a message telling me that her prayer group had received word of a young girl who learned she was pregnant and was weighing her options. She asked me if she could add us to the prayer list of the group and share our contact information in the hopes that our two situations might connect. This coworker is dealing with some health issues herself, and for her to think of us just touched my heart in so many ways.
I've had so much support for PB Creations through work contacts and friends alike. We would NOT be able to move forward with our adoption plan if it weren't for the extra income from PB Creations. I have many orders to fill this week and while I am a little stressed about getting it all done, I am so thankful for the work. It will keep my hands and head busy and keep my heart full as we go into the holiday season.
It's no secret that the holidays are hard for those who yearn to be parents. My hope is that I can focus on the gifts we've been given and not dwell on the missing piece. I want to keep this post upbeat- so I will save my thoughts on this being "the last holiday" for another post. For now, I am going to take a moment to take in the glow from the tree knowing that each one of those lights represents a hope and wish from those who support us in our quest to become parents.
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We ran our first ads this week in the local papers. I am so excited that through my research I learned that most papers do things alphabetically. Thanks to some reading I did- I knew to put "A baby to love- Adoption" rather than just adoption as our header. This made us the first ad in the section- above those who spent extra money for clip art and such. I am pretty pleased with myself! We had a little bit of sticker shock when we hit the submit button- the ad will run for a week at the expense of $250. I still question if that is the best avenue in this day and age- do people really read papers? But our attorney assures us that this is something we need to do. We also got a week online with the newspaper as part of the deal- so I guess we are getting the online exposure too.
Here is the online version of the ad: Coach & Teacher (This will only work for a few more days until our ad expires) The print version is MUCH shorter- as in 4 lines! For those of you local, it ran in the Sun Times and the News Sun as well as some of the suburban papers.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Shameless Commercial
I've been a bad blogger over the past two weeks- I have lots of posts written in my head and just haven't sat down to get them all out. Just watch out when I get the chance... you'll be bombarded with the swirling storm of thoughts that is currently residing in my brain!
In the mean time, would you please take a moment to check out my etsy shop? I'd like to raise enough funds to cover our January Advertising costs- approximately $600. I've sold almost $300 at this point, but would love to meet my goal well before the holidays. Could you also spread the word?
You can find my shop at: PB Creations. You can find lots of holiday cards as well as gift ideas. I'll be adding some new inventory over the weekend too.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart!
In the mean time, would you please take a moment to check out my etsy shop? I'd like to raise enough funds to cover our January Advertising costs- approximately $600. I've sold almost $300 at this point, but would love to meet my goal well before the holidays. Could you also spread the word?
You can find my shop at: PB Creations. You can find lots of holiday cards as well as gift ideas. I'll be adding some new inventory over the weekend too.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart!
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