Kentucky Clickin Mom

well its Friday the 1st of July and I think now would be as good of a time as any to reflect on the last 6 months. January: Well 30 was different from every other birthday so far :) As seems to be the status with my friends we all hit 30 and end up in the hospital! The day after my 30th I ended up in the hospital with Pre-eclampisa and was put on bed rest until the kiddo arrived. February: Mr. Connor Arrives at 11:32 PM on Sunday Feb. 13! 28 min short of Valentines day. Yes this is a good thing! I did not want a valentines baby and the wonderful doctors and nurses knew that so when it became obvious that a C-Section was needed that wheeled me in there so that the kiddo would be born before Valentines day! Got to love that!!! The rest of the month was a blur of baby and no sleep and honestly I cant tell you another thing that happened :) March: UK did great in the SEC and NCAA finals I remember them being on and watching them and cheering but I cant tell you much more than that. ...

So yeah, I'm a mom! After 5 years of infertility treatments and heartache I'm a mom to the most perfect little boy that ever lived. So perfect in fact that I can't put him down! (hence the title of the post and the one handed typing that has become habit.) I hope to be able to post my/his birth story soon, I need more than five min and more than one hand. :) In the mean time lets just say it was long, and used alot of drugs! So lets start where we are, my Connor-bear or CB (as I will refer to him in this blog) is a month old. It's amazing to me how fast time goes by. I would always hear other parents say this and always thought they were full of it, now I know that this is the truth. So lets hit the stats shall we? Eye Color: steel blue Hair: Full head, straight and dark brown Length: 23 in Weight: 7.7 pounds Milestones: Smiles, some head control, can almost roll over. Sleep: between 2-3 hours, sleeps best in Mom or Dad's arms. Breast Feeding...

How do you get where you are going? This sounds like a simple enough question, but amazingly enough it’s not a simple question at all. This week DH and I decided that it is time to head back to the RE (Reproductive Endocrinologist). This in turn has made me do a little soul searching and reflecting on the past few years. For instance what has led us to this decision and how did we get here? Well if you will humor me I will attempt a brief rundown of what has led us here. Let’s start at the beginning December 1997, I was 16 going on 17 (and now I digress in to a little music from the Sound of Music) and I met my husband, being the only girl in an all boy computer class. I was a junior in High School and he was a senior. He was clearly the brains in the class and was kind enough to let me cheat off of him because I had no fricken clue what I was doing. Fast forward to the end of that school year, Nick and I were still going strong, and had joked about kids and marriage and all of ...