Little Kite Girl

So.

I think things are finally settling down, a bit.

The last couple weeks have been a blur of playdates, book clubs, doctor’s appointments (for Camper and me), jury duty (I know, suck) and whatnot.

So let’s go back, shall we?

So yes.  In the spirit of full disclosure (I mean, I wrote about getting it) I totally got Mirena pulled a couple weeks ago.  I think it was making me crazy-o.  I read this post along with about a hundred others that identified some symptoms I’d been experiencing.  Of all the things I mentioned to the doctor, only two were “enough of a medical reason” to yank the thing, except for the fact that I’m starting to get freaked about not having periods anymore.  She said that ANY reason to want it out was enough.  So now we’re doing the whole “wait for the periods to come back and then figure out another plan” plan.  Which will include birth control.  (I guess my choices now are The Copper IUD, Yaz (cause it didn’t make me crazy) or an assortment of “barrier methods.” Dear God. Help us.)  Because I cannot get pregnant on the meds that I am on for my Colitis. The doctor actually said, “You have to be so careful.  This isn’t a situation in which you aren’t planning a baby and if you got pregnant it’ll be a happy surprise.  It could be very, very bad.”

Welcome to my colon, people.  Stupid colon.

In the meantime, I am feeling more emotionally sound.  I don’t think I’ve cried since I got it pulled- which now that I think about it- is pretty wow.  Today is John’s day off, lately AKA Erin’s day to freakityfreak out and cry about life and I haven’t felt that pressure building up yet.

It could be that I’ve gotten outside in some sunshine, that I had a wonderful two-day vacation from diapers and making chicken nuggets, that my husband did the dishes while I took a SUPER long shower…or any number of other things.  Or it could be that I no longer have a TEENY bit of hormones floating around my uterus in the form of a white plastic anchor.

Yeah.

SO.  WITH THAT SAID, this past weekend I left my husband and child and went to VA for my friend Emily’s wedding shower.  I’ve been to a LOT of wedding showers, and I’ve never felt so included and excited and had so much fun before.  E’s family put it together, and the food was good, the company was good, the games were imaginative and fun…the theme was “Herb Garden.”  Which was nice a springy, and each bridesmaid (or member of the wedding party…) had an herb leaf on her name tag.  I felt special just to be part of it, and Emily got tons of awesome swag.  And that plus a number of hours spent talking with her, just one on one, which is something we never get to do, was just so nice.  I told John when I got home that it was so good to sit and talk with an old friend for hours and realize that although a lot of our relationship might be reminiscing, our friendship now is based on who we are now, what we’re doing now and includes the people we love, now.  In short: it was so good.  And I can’t wait for the wedding.

I came home to my baby, who I am very glad to be bringing to the wedding next month (no more leaving him behind!) and to JURY DUTY.  Ta da.  So, I really wonder what they expect SAHM’s to do about their KIDS during Jury Duty.  I know they give ME and excuse for if I work, and will pay ME for days I miss from my WORK, but what if I don’t work and I then have to extend that to my husband?  Does my excuse card work for him?  Or…what?  In the end we just sat there for a couple hours and then went home, and I did have both my mom and John to chill with Camper…but what if?  Yeah.  I want to know, too.

So now life goes on.  Back to normalcy.  Whatever that is.

Tags: birth control, Friends, Mirena, wedding shower

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