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Thursday, May 26, 2005
Yesterday I had a life-altering experience. It was planned, so it was no big surprise that it happened. I had my tubes scarred. It's a new procedure called "essure". They do it right there in the ob's office, it took about an hour altogether, and then it was "Bye-bye! See you in 3 months for the followup!".
It felt so weird to end my child-bearing abilities so quickly and virtually painlessly. I never felt nervous or sad, so I know it was a good decision for us. I did have some cramping afterwards but the hydrocodone took care of that. I woke up this morning expecting more of the same, but nope! I'm good! I seriously am amazed at how normal I feel.
Ok, enough of that. I'm moving on to bigger and better things to talk about now.
In two days, I will be 30. That's right, the big 3-oh. I've decided to change my attitude about how I feel about that because frankly, the old one just didn't feel right. Everybody makes fun of the aging process. It's especially fun when you're doing it to someone older than you. I tried to agonize about becoming 30, but really? I think I'm proud of it. Being 30 hasn't changed anything in my everyday life. I still have an extreme obsession with Disney, I still am making plots and plans about how to take trips to the beach without bankrupting us. I still wake up every morning to my children screaming "He hit me! He's kicking me! He won't let me have a turn!!".
The thing that I notice most about becoming older is how much more I want to make my impact on the world. I started reading "Organic Style" a few years ago. It's given me a lot of ideas about how I as one person can make a change. It's inspired me to seek other venues about how to live more simply and organically so that there will be a better tomorrow. I find such joy in buying special detergent that doesn't pollute the water for years on end. I feel I have a responsibility to my fellow men to make good choices in my consumerism. This doesn't mean I've gone off the "mother-earth" deep end, I'm just testing the waters.
One of my favorite birthday gifts I've recieved so far is "The Field Guide to Produce". I want to teach my kids while they're young that vegetables are not from the devil. So far, I think I've done a good job. You know it's good when your six-year-old tells the doctor that broccoli is his favorite.
I'm so grateful that I get to stay at home with my boys and teach them how to be good men. I'm grateful that I get to be their teacher. I'm so proud of the good choices that they make!
I guess I didn't really have a point or a story to today's blab. I think that's okay sometimes. I'll try to be more entertaining next time.
Happy Day, Neighbor!
Posted at 09:27 am by SalGal
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 SalGalUnited States Hi, it's me. Ok, well this is the part that's about me. I was born in California, moved to Utah, lived there my whole life, got married and moved right on back to CA. There's no snow here, you know. Not where I am, anyway. If you deduced that I'm LDS because I grew up in Utah, you're correct. No, I didn't move because it was stifling, I moved because of the snow. Can't you read? Anyhow, I have a perfect husband, three engergizer bunnies, I mean sons, and live in an apartment somewhere near where George Lucas grew up. The beach keeps calling my name, but the gas pump is too loud for me to hear it, so if anyone knows anyone who can get a couple of new refineries built, let me know. I'm all for taking care of the earth and everything, but, c'mon... when are they going to make a minivan or SUV hybrid that you can afford on one measly teacher's salary? Exactly.
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