First, a quick review. Every year since 2004, Jill and I have declared a possibility for the year. That sets the context, we hope, for plans and resolutions during the year. Last year, we declared 2007 the year of vitality, discovery, and fun.

I think we did an ok job this year, especially since until the end of December, I couldn’t have told you what the possibility was for 2007. In our peak year of success with this game, we actually had the possibility posted above the kitchen sink. I might try that again for 2008.)

Continuing with the review:

In terms of vitality, no one on earth has more energy than a healthy toddler. I’m feeling great and have lost approximately a pants size (but no weight) since I’ve been swimming, plus Jill’s thyroid condition is well under control and she’s started running again. All of us get full marks for increased vitality.

Discovery is probably an area where Jill has done better than I have — the whole car thing, getting an A in her Automotive Fundamentals class, etc. But I got a gift certificate for a cooking class for Christmas, and one for a “build yourself a bookshelf” class for my birthday, so there have been some discovery seeds planted in my life this year. And I think I’ll take credit for trying Curves and ultimately for rediscovering my love for swimming. And again, who can beat a toddler for discovery? (OK, a 4 month old, but who else???)

Fun? I think I have to give myself weak marks in this area. Yes, toddlers are fun, but I haven’t done much that’s been purely fun for me. There’s still room to grow here. Noah has begun telling us when he’s having fun, which is delightful. I’m not so sure with Jill — was the car class fun? It didn’t look like fun, it looked like a lot of work. But I could be wrong.

I think we did better with these possibilities when they were sort of funny and easier to remember. 2004, for example, was “unprecedented results!” and 2005 was “all about the boolings!” (Boolings is our silly family word for young children.)

What about 2008?

The first thing that popped into my mind was creativity – encompassing both the attempting to create another member of our family, writing, crafts, cooking, doing projects with Noah, coming up with creative ways to spend time together both as a couple and as a family.

I’m also thinking about mindfulness. Not exactly “planning” or “determination” or “getting organized” but really thinking about how we’re spending our time, whether what we’re doing is moving us towards our happiness or our goals, and what impact we have on one another and those people whose lives touch ours.

We could do a little better on nurturing ourselves, and also on nurturing each other. We’re pretty good with nurturing Noah, but he also demands it a lot more.

I toyed with a lot of different thoughts about this, beginning before I started writing this post, and continuing in the days since I began. Jill and I had one of those Big Talks about what’s working and what’s not working as well as we’d like it to, in all kinds of areas of our lives, and what we want to make a difference in next year.

Together, it came to us.

2008: Unprecedented Results Mach II

I’m also intrigued by BlogHer’s Lisa Stone’s approach to New Year’s Resolutions:

Heart - I’m committed to creating at least one date night with my wife, per month between now and September, and at least 2 more by the end of 2008.
Family - Continuing to help Noah grow and thrive, and add a new member of our family who is healthy.
Spirit - Electing a Democratic President, right now, I’m leaning towards Obama — and continuing with my Sunday School teaching.
Write - A minimum of 2 magazine articles, plus continuing with my blogs. Developing a plan to re-energize LesbianFamily.org.
Wallet - Get paid for my writing. I’m going to set the modest-but-stretch goal of 2008=4×2007, including BlogHer ads.
Health - Have a healthy pregnancy, gaining less weight than last time, and give birth to a healthy baby.
Create - Use my bran-new sewing machine for some kind of creative fun project. (Curtains? Slipcovers for the glider rocker? Maternity clothes?)
Work – Post-reorg, I’ve gotten some new responsibilities. I’d like to make the most of them, and have that recognized in a promotion.

You may have heard that Georgia is in some scary record-setting drought. So I am happy to report that this holiday season has involved a lot of rain.

Noah likes it.

He got to meet a worm! And splash in puddles! And admire the neighbor’s flowers. And JUMP!

Bye-bye Worm Hi Mommy Boots & Puddle Closeup Jump!

The first clue was getting sick yesterday morning while I tried to eat an english muffin. But we refluxive types occasionally find that even if we’re hungry, we can’t eat anything at right at the moment.

Still, it was enough to make me think, “It’s early…but maybe I should test.”

That thought led a ridiculously faint line on a dollar store pregnancy test yesterday morning. So faint that I didn’t even torture Jill by making her squint at it, although I did engage in that torture with some fellow obsessors on a TTC message board I frequent. They saw it, but agreed with me that testing again with a different brand would be reassuring.

Then I went to lunch.

One of my colleagues and I ventured out to Mama Fu’s, a mid-sized “Asian Fusion” semi-fast-food chain, where I had the most delicious meal EVER.

Something tells me that in the world of objective taste buds, that might not be true.

I’m sure it was genuinely good — but probably not as good as it tasted to me. Especially since last time, I became so enamored with the ranch dressing out of a 5 gallon jug at a bar, that I made Jill AND the random guy sharing our table try it. (They thought it tasted like standard bar ranch dressing.)

So lunch was the next clue.

Another test, this time on a mainstream brand, revealed a faint but distinct line. I wasn’t imagining it!

This morning, the follow up test is darker. And I’m feeling nauseated. I can’t remember ever being so excited about feeling sick.

The other thing that is incredibly exciting is that I’m apparently going to have a ton of company on this crazy adventure! Cali, and Jen & Cait, and K’s DP also got positive pregnancy tests this week! We are all anxiously hoping that Chicory and Hope & Megan will be joining us.

Of course it is super-early for all of this. Any number of things happen during the first trimester. But I am just not the “able to sit on big news like this” type. (Heh. You’re shocked, I know.)

I’m scheduled for a beta (blood test) on Wednesday (15DPO), which will be the start of having a lot more information.

Hopefully within a week of the beta, there will also be an u/s to confirm the presence of just one itty bitty little being growing in there. (A concern, particularly since there were 2 very promising follicles at my last u/s.) Whiz-bang, those two appointments should take care of my insurance deductible, probably before I even get the 2008 insurance card.

While Jill and our families are trying to stay in the “cautiously optimistic” camp this early, I find that as much as I’d like to, I just can’t. I’ve already lost my head, so let me close with this:

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! I’M PREGNANT!

I was so sorry to hear the story last night on NPR, that Benazir Bhutto had been assassinated.

Probably 18 years ago, I read a biography of her. All I really remember from it was being struck by how smart, courageous, determined, and persuasive someone would have to be to be a woman heading the government of a Muslim country. And how committed you would have to be, to leave the freedom she experienced as a student at Harvard to return to the much more restrictive life of a woman in Pakistan, especially a woman under as much scrutiny as a political leader like Bhutto.

I wish she could have continued trying to make a difference for her people. Yes, I know there are lots of allegations about corruption and violence within her family; I’m not asserting that she’s perfect, or that I’m any kind of expert. But I think that she was trying to move her country in the right direction, I think she was inspiring to women and girls around the world, especially in the Muslim world, and I am deeply saddened by the fact that opportunity has been cut off.

And by review, I mean the first sentence of the first post of every month in 2007. (With some artistic license — one or two of these were from the second post of the month, and I always skipped the memes/silly internet quizzes.)

January: Every year since 2004, Jill and I have created a “possibility for the year.” It’s the broad context in which our plans and resolutions etc take shape.

February: I was so sad this morning, when I heard that Molly Ivins died yesterday.

March: I had a nice long weekend update typed, including a blow-by-blow of my amazing success at the giant multi-family kids consignment sale yesterday, when it disappeared into the ether.

April: Noah is turning into SUCH a little boy.

May: I need a clever title for a book chapter.

June: Today is the second annual Blogging for LGBT Families Day, sponsored by Mombian and the Family Pride Coalition.

July: I just finished participating in a 3 week fitness study at my local Curves.

August: Hanging out with Grandma and his mommies this afternoon, Noah found a phone. (Edited to add, “and dialed 911.”)

September: This message is being auto-posted while I am retreating.

October: A lot of you know that I’m a wannabee librarian, I love libraries (although I hate giving books back), and I generally think that librarians rock.

November: It’s 5:01 am and I’ve been up for an hour and a half.

December: I have been getting up and going swimming at 5:30 am at least 3 times per week for the last month.

All the choo-choo excitement was almost too much for Noah.

Christmas Mosaic

Aunt Anna’s choo-choo blanket and choo-choo house were wild hits, as were Grandma and Grandpa’s “NOAH” cars and the “bridge!” & other new choo-choos from the other Grandma and Grandpa.

That choo-choo playhouse? Seriously large enough that I’m afraid we may have to declare it as a dependent. Once the Christmas tree comes down, it may not feel like it’s taken over the house, but then again, that feeling may never change. Still, Noah loves it! (And unfortunately prefers to have a mommy playing inside it with him.)

The only off moments were that it started to rain just as we decided to go for a walk, the only “outside!” that managed to happen today. But we weren’t going to take sick boy out in the rain, no matter how much he cried. And the whole sick boy thing — Mr. Barking Cough has been more tired and crabby than usual, although otherwise in pretty good spirits.

As long as you aren’t some scary guy with a white beard. This was our second picture, in the third round of trying to get Noah’s picture taken with Santa.

You can’t really tell from the picture, but his right arm is all the way around my neck. Seriously, no on the Santa.

Santa, Mommy & Noah

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