Once again I’ve fallen behind in life, but have lots of things on my mind. So, today is just a brain dump.
- We will not be getting a puppy from the current litter I mentioned last week. And, I’m mostly okay with this. The litter of puppies was born over the weekend, but all 9 puppies were males. And, Mr. MPB is adamant about getting a female dog, and always has been. He prefers the personality of female dogs, and the fact that large breed females are usually slightly smaller. Dog gender has always been non-negotiable for him, probably more so then the breed of the dog. Honestly, had there been a female I think we would have gotten one, I think I would have won. But, this litter just wasn’t meant to be for us considering that their was only about a 0.19% change of all 9 puppies born be males. (Will I ever not be in the less then 1% category?). Anyways, with Mr. MPB’s blessing, I’ve added us to the top spot on the wait list for the litter in the spring and in the meantime I am going to try really hard not to find a different breeder to get one sooner. And as much as I hate to admit it, not having to train and walk a puppy in the middle of a Canadian winter will very likely be a good thing.
- Teething is horrible. Getting molars while traveling and attempting to sleep on a pull-out bed is extra horrible. I could sleep for a week if given the opportunity. (More on our quick weekend away tomorrow).
- Little MPB has mastered saying No and I Do It. Our lives are forever changed! Gosh, I love watching that little boy grow up and experience life so much!
- I got a call from a GI clinic. I am scheduled for 2 scopes at the end of September! I believe at this point in time they will confirm that I had an ulcer and that I no longer have one. I’m glad I’ll get to talk to a GI doctor. The preparation for the procedures is going to be absolutely miserable, but I think even though I’m now eating more its a good idea to have the procedures done. But, I’m unbelievably frustrated that the crisis has essentially passed and these procedures will be basically pointless from a diagnostic perspective. And while I get this appointment, someone else in crisis will be left waiting. It makes no sense to me. Needless to say the system is broken.
- We found a great way to celebrate Little MPB’s Canadian Citizenship since we happened to be away for the weekend. (More on that tomorrow).
- I’m done with my current birth control. Which means we are going to be looking into a permanent option. This topic also deserves a full post (or two), because wow are their emotions around the fact that I’m ready to make this permanent.
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- I am so tired. Little MPB is really struggling with his two year molars at the moment. No-one in our house has slept for at least a few nights. Please let these teeth come in soon…
- I must get back to some sort of fitness. I’m finally eating normally again and miss spinning. Heck, right now I’d even be happy just going for a run. So, I need to fit that back into my life now that I have the energy again. As an aside, I still no idea what the cause of all my stomach issues was and still no word on when I’ll actually see a GI. Also, I gave up on the I saw, but do intend to find a new one who actually returns emails and follows up with patients. I have a referral to someone else who apparently will answer questions like what foods should I try eating, and just need to make an appointment.
- I desperately miss our dog. Those puppies are expected to be born any day now. I’m still hoping that when I show Mr. MPB little puppy pictures he’ll have a change of heart, but only time will tell.
- Both Mr. MPB and I very excitedly called our parents, siblings and some friends to share the news that Little MPB is now a Canadian. To which every single person responded with, I thought he was already a Canadian? So we had to explain immigration to everyone. It’s truly remarkable how much misunderstanding and lack of knowledge there is about international adoption. But regardless of everyone else’s muted response, we are over the moon excited that he is now a Canadian!!
- I was recently talking with someone who knows most of our recurrent pregnancy loss history. She nicely told me this story: XXX who had 8 miscarriages, so way more then you, then went to India to have twins via gestational carrier, is now pregnant with a healthy baby. So, how should I have respond to this? I don’t even know XXX, I’ve just had the pleasure of hearing about their life decisions as compared to mine for the last few years. I know, it gives this person something to talk abut with me, but I so felt judged that we didn’t try hard enough and that maybe if we try again it would work. I didn’t say much, but I wish I had been quick enough to come back with some thing smart in the moment.
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