On Anniversaries

Today is the five year anniversary of this blog. 


Can you believe that??

I know it’s been a while since I last posted, but I’m hoping that with the itty bitty baby newborn stuff starting to phase itself out (and with me being back to work and having use of both hands part of the day, lol), maybe I’ll have a little more time on my hands to post here more than every three months.

HAHA, SPARE TIME.  I know.  Don’t laugh.  I’m trying, and that’s what counts.  😉

So anyway, today is the five year anniversary of this blog. 

Oddly enough, today is also the one year anniversary of the day I peed on the very last (expired) pregnancy test in my house hoping it would induce my cycle to JUST START AND GET IT OVER WITH ALREADY, GAH.  That test had a faaaaaaaiiiiinnnnt second line, and I subsequently threw it into the trash, dug it out a few minutes later, buried it in a drawer, said a bunch of really bad words, and set out to call and yell at the test maker’s customer service line for allowing expired tests to produce false positive results.

We all know that the second line turned into my sweet gal Clara, but I wanted to share how she started out:


Early morning.  An expired test.  A faint line.  Swear words.  Disbelief.


Late evening.  A second test.  Freshly-purchased.  More swear words.  Terror and further disbelief.


Next morning.  Phone call made with shaking hands.  Blood work done.  Results received at my desk at work (which is where I came across this note last week, stuck to papers in one of my drawers).

This Post-it will forever live in infamy.

I love that you can see the extent of my mania on this little sticky note, and what you can’t see but is implied is soooooohohohoooooo much Googling and mental preparation.

A beta result of 29 at 12dpo.  Okay, so then if it doubles, it’s all good… right?  Right.  Well wait.  No.  My first positive beta doubled too, but just barely.  I need this one to do more than double.  What did the last one do?  Okay… so if after 48 hours my beta goes up to less than 63, I’ll ask for a repeat in another 48 hours.  The last time, I had reason to worry, and I want to know how much I should worry this time.  If the result is more than 72, I’ll feel comfortable, I think.  Then I can schedule an ultrasound and maybe not worry.  HAHA, of course I’ll worry, but maybe not as much?  OH MY GOD, I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING!!!!!!!!1111ASDFGAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!

And then you can see that the second beta was 87.  Almost triple in 48 hours.  And then the date for the ultrasound, given to me over the phone during that same call.

In the span of five minutes, I went from OMG PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY ALREADY, to HOLY BALLS I’M ACTUALLY PREGNANT!!! 


It was quite a wild couple of days last year, I can tell you that…

And here’s where we are today:


This little ham nugget is four months old.

She has my eyes and my heart.

I still can’t believe she’s mine…

Even now, a full year later, I sometimes have to pinch myself as a reminder that this is my LIFE.


And how sweet a life it is.

9 comments on “On Anniversaries

  1. Michele @ A Storybook Life
    April 14, 2015 at 10:55 am #

    It’s hard to believe how much can change in a year, isn’t it? From the utter disbelief and anxiety of those early days of pregnancy to the anxiety of new motherhood. 🙂 So, so happy for you that Clara has brought such beauty into your world. (She is ADORABLE!)

    (And in a coincidence — tomorrow is my blog’s 5th anniversary, too! Happy blogaversary!)


    • Tracy
      April 14, 2015 at 10:58 am #

      Yeah, blogaversaries!! It’s CRAZY how time flies (and craaaaaaaaawls sometimes too, LOL). I could never have made it here with my (relative) sanity without blog friends like you! So thank you!! 😀


  2. meglettx
    April 14, 2015 at 11:17 am #

    Awwww she is precious!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️


  3. Rose
    April 14, 2015 at 11:37 am #

    I love this! It made me remember my own disbelief. Feels like a lifetime ago once they finally arrive doesn’t it? I often wonder if the struggle makes me appreciate everything so much more now that I’ve got a little bundle in my arms.


    • Tracy
      April 14, 2015 at 11:41 am #

      I think it absolutely does, Rose! Even in the wee hours of the morning when I’m changing my sheets because the baby spit up all over my bed, I’m thankful that I even get the chance to feel cranky about my situation, LOL. It’s an odd place to be, surely, but a good one. 🙂


  4. A Morning Grouch
    April 14, 2015 at 11:55 am #

    amazing. a whole different life. 🙂 happy anniversary to your blog and to that day your life changed.


  5. nonsequiturchica
    April 14, 2015 at 1:28 pm #

    It’s amazing how much your life can change in a year. Clara is ADORABLE!


  6. cassiedash
    April 14, 2015 at 1:29 pm #

    Oh my, she’s GORGEOUS! Happy blogiversary and I’m so happy for you. And so pleased that you’re still able to come back here from time to time! xoxo


  7. ThisLiLMommy
    April 15, 2015 at 8:19 am #

    How very sweet indeed! :-*


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