This morning, Nathan, Milo, and I finally made it to see Dr. Shamma, our IVF doctor, in Saginaw. All of our nurses were so excited to meet Milo. They just gushed over how cute he was. Dr. Shamma was with a patient, but they said he'd love to meet him, so we sat down and waited a couple minutes. He came out just thrilled to see us. Nathan was holding Milo and he looked at Dr. Shamma and smiled. Dr. Shamma then asked if he could hold him. {Would you believe I forgot my camera?! I was so upset.} Milo kept looking up at him smiling; it was so sweet. Dr. Shamma said Milo recognized his voice and his face from behind the microscope. And he told Milo he saw him when he was just a tiny embryo. It was just SO sweet. Then out of no where, Milo squealed. Dr. Shamma practically threw up back into my arms. It was pretty funny.
Being back in that office was so special. Nathan and I really have fond memories of our IVF experience. We loved the morning drives down to Saginaw. It was just an experience that drew us closer to one another. We really needed each other for support during that time. Going back with Milo brought us full circle. And seeing Dr. Shamma's reaction to Milo was also very special. Dr. Shamma is not just a doctor or scientist. Today proved that he is a man that truly cares about the work he does.
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As I have done with our cat, Milo has had quite a few nicknames in his eight weeks of life. See what I do is start with one nickname, then that nickname gets a nickname, then so on and so forth. Here's the progression of Milo's nicknames: Boo Boo to Boobers to Boo Boo Bear to Boo Bear to Bear to Boo-Beary (like Blueberry.) I don't know how or why... but its just what happens.
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I have come to a Mommy conclusion... I think Milo may be a sensitive kid. I'm trying to figure out the irritability issues we've been having. Obviously I can't know for sure whether he is teething or have some other discomfort. But I've noticed that he'll just kind of squeal out of no where and for no apparent reason. Is he just feeling the discomfort at that moment? Why does it come and go in such short spurts? My conclusion is that I think his squeals may be an over reaction when he's tired. Nathan is sensitive and I get cranky when I'm tired... so I think he may be demonstrating a combination of those to traits. The squeals definitely sound to me like discomfort and pain squeals, so I think there may be something causing it... but it seems to be escalated when he's tired. And I guess that makes perfect sense. I guess that wasn't a very profound thing... he just seems to be a big dramatic about it at times.
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Nathan and I are officially on a diet together. This may be the first time we have actually dieted together since high school. We have completely enabled each other in the past. So we are finally getting together to support each other towards a healthier lifestyle. We are not too terribly self-disciplined... I think that is one of our biggest problems. I just don't want Milo to ever know us as anything but healthy. I want him to grow up to be healthy with healthy habits. But I know we cannot expect that for him if we, ourselves, do not show him. Wish us luck!
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I was supposed to have my appointment with the specialist about the nodule on my lung this week. Nathan, Milo, and I showed up at my scheduled appointment time only to be told my appointment was a few hours earlier. I had the paper work from the office that showed my appointment time. Apparently they changed my appointment time but never called to tell me. I wasn't thrilled. The next appointment time was in a month which we scheduled. But they said that they'd go ahead and review the two CT scans, pulmonary function test, and other information about me. If they felt like there was a reason to see me sooner, they'd call and let me know. Well today they called and said they'd like me to come in next week on Thursday. Hmm. While I wasn't looking forward to waiting a month... I wasn't real excited to hear they felt there was a need for me to come in sooner.
I did some reading today about lung cancer. Let me first say, I'm not worried yet. There is no sense in worrying until I have something concrete to worry about. And I highly doubt I have lung cancer. Lung cancer as the primary cancer takes a long time to develop and usually takes some kind of environmental factor. From what I understand, the likelihood of me having lung cancer is almost nonexistent. However. I did read that lung cancer can develop as a secondary cancer. There could be cancer elsewhere that essentially spread to the lung. That is my only concern at this point. Nathan got mad at me for reading about this, but its just the way I process that kind of stuff.
Now we'll most likely go to the appointment, have another test or something, and they'll say, 'oh you're fine, but its better to be safe than sorry.' And we agree. We want to pursue this to make sure and not wait five or ten years down the road to discover something serious that could have been treated or prevented. But in the meantime... please just say a prayer that we get the 'its better to be safe than sorry' line next Thursday.
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The last thing I want to blog about today is kind of getting back to IVF. I always thought I wanted to have four or five kids. Ha. Funny, right?! I think in my mind I thought the more kids I'd have the more of a mom I'd be. But after having Milo... we are completely at a loss. Do we want any more kids? IF we do want another one or two should we have them close together or wait a few years in between. I know its probably too early to decide that. And I LOVE being a mom. It is truly more amazing and wonderful than I imagined. So its not like I don't want anymore because its too hard or stressful or anything like that. We just feel so happy and complete with Milo. The thought of having a little family is kind of nice. And having to do IVF means we have to make a clear decision. We can't just say let's just let three months go by and "see what happens." I loved being pregnant and I love this little baby stage. And I know I would always miss that. I never thought I'd consider just having one... I don't know. Like I said, I know we have lots and lots of time to think about that and decide. We are young, and my eggs will stay 24 years old. But... its just something that I've been thinking a good bit about lately. I don't know.
Look at that... I blogged about all that I wanted to blog about and the baby boy is still sleeping! Laundry... here I come!
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