1. I have my first appointment with an infertility doctor today. Pray for me. Pray for him too, I'm not in an especially benevolent mood. Frankly, I don't see why my regular OB can't do the tests, but he won't.
2. Speaking of my regular OB, we have a distinct difference of opinion on the ethics of treating whatever is causing my recurrent miscarriages. He doesn't see very much difference between treating whatever is wrong with me and things like IVF, egg freezing, etc. I opined that my children aren't my possessions, to be obtained and disposed of as I wished. He said, well they obviously are doing something you don't like. I retorted that I would really rather GeekBaby not die on me either.
But really, trying to prevent recurrent miscarriages is the same as treating them as things?? What the hell? I'd be remiss in my maternal obligation to my children if I didn't try to cure whatever health problem I have that prevents them from surviving. My miscarriages are going to haunt me till the day I die.
Sadly, modern medicine has no interest in trying to fix a busted female reproductive system. They're great at breaking it, and they're great at hacking it to work without actually fixing it. But to fix it? No money in that.
3. I cried when I read this article on family size last week. I'm so thoroughly exhausted with people asking how many children we have. How the hell do I even answer it? Seven? One living? Just GeekBaby? The worst is people that assume I'm some hypocrite, because they remember the me from college blything opining that I wanted at least four, and hey, she's been married for almost nine years, and only has one. *derision*
4. On a lighter note, I have a new title for the blog. I'll write more extensively on it later, but it's been a busy couple of weeks, and it's only going to get worse before it gets better.
5. I have the most awesome idea for our home oratory. I love icons above all other devotional art, for their beauty and intensity and the sense that when I look through them I look outside of time and space. But the only icon we have is our San Damiano crucifix. Wouldn't it be wonderful to acquire icons of my family's personal patrons and hang them in the oratory?
The only problem with this is my name. While Rebecca is not an obscure Old Testament name, I can never find medals for her, and I suspect the same is true of icons. I may resort to Saint Augustine to represent me, since my birthday is on his feast day.
6. The iOS Pinterest app is now universal. I anticipate losing a lot more time to Pinterest, now that it's easier to browse there.
7. We went to the new Paleo hall at the Houston Museum of Natural Science last Saturday. Mad Mo and her husband and their soon-to-be-Dominican houseguest came too, and we were glad to see them! The new dinosaur exhibit is incredible. It's so good that we abandoned zoo membership in favor of museum membership. The museum has air conditioning, which in Houston is a distinct advantage. We passed over two hours there before we realized it. Then we got hungry, so we abandoned the museum in favor of dim sum.
In other news, GeekBaby will try pretty much anything at dim sum… while he's hungry. Once he gets decently full, he starts being picky again. Sadly this means he misses out on the desserts. Ah well, more for Himself and me!
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UPDATE: This doctor is not a jerk, and he's not too oily. We're doing the whole miscarriage panel and karyotype analysis, and he's confident we'll have it sorted within a month. I dunno. If it was that easy, why did all my other doctors give me the runaround?