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Progesterone Shots and Veggie Protein

     So, I got my first Progesterone shot yesterday.  Miraculously, my insurance covered half.  I wasn't expecting it to cover diddly, so it was a good day.  The pharmacist was so apologetic about the terrible pain I was having to put myself through once a week.  He balked at the fact that I was considering self-injecting or having my husband do it.  He then insisted I go to my doctor's office and have a nurse show me how to do it.  I drove straight to my doctor's office, anxious to get this show on the road and get through my first bout of agony.  The nurse explained that the shots were so painful because they are an oil as opposed to a liquid, so that's some pretty thick juice to be forcing through your skin.  So I got into position with all my weight on the leg not attached to the buttcheek that was receiving the shot and braced myself.  I flinched considerably at the alcohol wipe.  And then...nothing.  It didn't hurt a single bit.  I was warned I may get a knot at the injection site and start to get really sore that night.  Nope.  Nothing.  Thank God.


    So, on a completely different note, has anyone tried this Lightlife Smart Ground veggie protein crumbles?  I am not a vegetarian, and I love this stuff.  Even my highly carnivorous son loves it.

    
     It's especially yum when mixed into a sauce, like spaghetti.  Tonight we made quesadillas and it was good, but if you get a big bite of the plain meat it's ever-so-slightly noticeable that it isn't meat.  But whatever.   It's good and it's good for you.  So eat it. 

Long Weekend

    I do love a gorgeous tree.  Yes, I'm a tree hugger.  My son Ridley had Friday off school, so my husband Matt took the day off and we grabbed a buddy of Ridley's and all headed to Fort Boonesboro for some camping.  And by camping I mean staying in our air conditioned camper with a bathroom in it. 

     Did I mention that I cheated and didn't even stay?  Well, I didn't.  It's too hard for me to get comfortable when I'm trying to sleep.  So I drove Ridley's friend back and headed home.  A cramped camper with two sweaty boys just isn't going to cut it for a few months.  But I had a nice relaxing time reading alongside hubby while the  boys got muddy. 

     I've added some tree photos, both old and new, from Fort Boonesboro.  I love getting up close and personal and sort of grabbing the tree's personality.  Those old trees near the fort have seen a lot and their faces show it.

     Thank you for bearing with my obsession with tree photography.  After my boys returned on Saturday we headed to a birthday party for a lovely seven-year-old girl.  It was a pool party, and I'm sad to say that it will probably be the last time any of us are anywhere near a pool this year.  The summer goes so fast.   All in all, it was a great weekend.  Thank you for letting me share it with you.
 
    

The Little Guy

     Well, not sure if you can quite make that out, but that's a nose, not a penis.  However, we did find out that our little peep is a boy.  I asked the doctor about that single contraction that I had felt, and she was reassuring without being dismissive.  Told me to just come to the office if I ever really got freaked out by anything going on in there.  Everything else looked good.  I was concerned about cervical length, as mine is very short, but it checked out ok.  And baby is just the right size and is moving around like crazy. 

     I see that I've had a few lurkers on here.  Please please please comment!  I'd love to hear if anyone else is or has gone through a high risk pregnancy.

     Apologies for the crappy quality of the photo, but oh how I do hate to have my picture taken.  Here I am at exactly 16 weeks.  I'm so much smaller with this baby than I was with my son!  I felt a contraction over the weekend and am extremely anxious for my doctor visit on Tuesday. I'm hoping it was just Braxton-Hicks.  I understand they can start around this time when it isn't your first pregnancy.  I've googled the heck out of it, of course, and apparently with just one contraction like that it is typically nothing to worry about.  But looking back to my previous pregnancy having about one contraction a day for a few weeks led to me going into labor at 28 weeks.  Sheesh.  I'd feel so much better if I could just do a full checkup at the doc's about every other day. 

     So, anyway, that's how my Saturday started.  It ended with a lot less stress.  Hubby and I had a night out on the town.  We had had a late lunch so we weren't hungry, and well...not a lot else for a preggy to do but eat, right?  So Matt had a couple Miller Lites and I had some water.  Just before going home we shared some mediocre spring rolls.  But people watching in downtown Lexington is always interesting.  And if you've never been to Lexington (KY) we have a truly beautiful downtown with some incredibly beautiful restaurants and bars.

     The first photo is the gorgeous tray ceiling at Shakespeare and Co, which is a gorgeous bar and restaurant serving food often having an Eastern twist.  They also have the most incredible coffees from all over the world, which I abstained from like a good girl.  The remaining two photos are of Belllini's, which is an incredible Italian-style restaurant serving some of the best food I've ever tasted.  Dammit, how I wished I was hungry!  We sat outside and watched all the lovely young people walk by as I sipped my delicious water with lemon.



Friday Night in my PJs

      So, the hubs was out of town last night, and my son had a friend over, so seeing as I was stuck in the house all evening I threw on my pjs (ok, that's a lie, I had been in them all day) and deciding to make some homemade chicken stock.  I don't have a recipe for it, I just sort of throw anything in the fridge that will soon become questionable into a pot and simmer it for as long as I have time to do so.  I had:

                           a rotisserie chicken nearly picked clean

                     part of an onion that was beginning to look inedible

                     several broccoli stems

                     a few baby carrots that my son wouldn't eat because they were turning white

                     a perfectly normal celery stalk

                     a clove of garlic

     I threw all these goodies into a large pot, covered with water, and began to simmer.  I had never used  broccoli in stock before so I was afraid it might be too strong, but the house smelled glorious and the cat began to mew for some samples.  I simmered it for about 4 hours, and then right before bed I strained it through a colander and started divvying it up between several tupperware containers to freeze.  It was the richest, brownest stock I have ever made.  Not sure what was different, perhaps the broccoli?  I have yet to try it other than a tiny sip when I was packing it away.  Quite tasty!  I can't believe I ever thought making stock would be difficult. 

                        

 

Greetings

      Hello all.  I'm Amy.  Mommy's Delightful Mess is a blog about life, my own in particular.  I'm the proud mama of a brilliant and beautiful eight year old boy and am embarking on the surprise adventure of having another.  I'm especially interested in beautiful things, beautiful people, lovely food and cooking, and at the moment about pregnancy (mainly of the high-risk variety like my own).  I've started this blog to help me work through the trials of finding oneself and keeping onself after having children, and to preserve our inner children by appreciating the little things.  As I get this blog moving, I hope to hear from other women, mommies, and just at the moment, mommies-to-be that have been given that high risk diagnosis.