Boring ass blog.

Ugh. My blog turned in to one of those blogs that might be interesting, then BAM! Nothing...for days...

To be fair to myself, we've :moved, tore out the carpet in our house and stained the concrete, my partners family flew in from Chicago for a few days, my family was here for a few days for my sons birthday, oh, and we got engaged! I'll save the proposal for another blog post.

Things are starting to mellow out. School starts back in 2 weeks and the school I thought my son was transferring to just informed me they won't have room. So yeah, busy but I'm looking forward to starting up again. We've got some fun things planned for the blogs :)

I'll leave you with a picture of my precious pug, Lula.

Dollar store ovulation test?!

    Before I knew I was pregnant with my son, I decided that instead of spending too much on a test from a drugstore, I would test out the accuracy of the dollar store pregnancy tests. It was positive! And because I had only spent $1 I could purchase at least five more...just to make sure. I did eventually purchase a "regular" test from a pharmacy, which confirmed my SIX dollar store pregnancy tests were in fact accurate. I was pregnant!
   Flash forward a few years, my partner and I are planning to expand our family. She's going to carry our baby. We've found the dollar store ovulation tests to be just as accurate as my pregnancy tests were, years ago. Just a little tip :)

The store has been out for a few weeks, so we stocked up during this trip to the dollar tree.

I grew up with a gay mom.

  I don't remember the exact moment I put two and two together that my mothers "roommate" wasn't just sharing her room. Our house had 4 bedrooms...two of which weren't being lived in. But I do remember the moment I asked her if she was gay.

  I was probably in 5th or 6th grade. I had anticipated asking her all.day.long. I had knots in my stomach and the butterflies that are generally associated with good things, but this time it was the anticipation of a conversation I did not want to have.
My mom could tell something was bothering me, but every time I would work up the nerve to speak, I would chicken out. Finally, I was ready. We were both downstairs, I turned to her. She asked me, "What, schuyler, what is it?" I screamed, "Are you gay"? And ran up the stairs before she could even answer.

  

One of these things is not like the others...

         This is my job. To say I'm lucky in an understatement. I'm incredibly thankful that I'm able to have work right now that keeps me home. My goal is to make this a family business, but right now I'm boarding dogs in my home, slowly adding more services for my clients. I love my job :)

First day of summer camp!

            The first week off from school I was worried I wouldn't be able to keep my 6 year old entertained! But instead, I realized just how much I missed him. He's with his father every other weekend leaving me with after school and every other weekend to spend time with him. I know that may seem like a lot, but it really isn't. He's in after school care because I have to work. We rush home, have dinner, and shortly after, it's time for bed. I have him enrolled in 3 weeks worth of camp this summer, so I'm sure there will plenty of time to spend together!

Keeping his lunch interesting and colorful :)

Xo

Lesbian point of view: Difference between dating a man vs.woman

There are a few major differences when dating a woman.

Before I met my girlfriend I dated men...and only men. I had always wondered what it would be like to date someone of the same sex. Would the dynamic really be that different? Yes and no.

      1. The Sex. There, I said it. I need to get this one out of the way immediately!
I don't know why  more lesbians don't talk about this, or if we just got really lucky with each other, but OH.MY.GOD.
I remember watching the "L Word" in my new lesbian days and thinking "C'mon, these sex scenes aren't real. They're over doing it just a tad, it can't be THAT good.
I was wrong, very, very wrong. It's that good and better. Maybe I'll elaborate more in another post, or maybe I'll just grin every time a guy makes some snide comment about how I'm unsatisfied. If he only knew...

     2. The Fights. Fighting with a girl has proven to be very different than fighting with guys. For one thing, sometimes the second my lady says something she know I may interpret as offensive, she's apologizing for it in the next breath. She has intuition like a man wouldn't. Other times, it's just like dating a man. She knows something is wrong but is met with the response, "I'm fine", or even better, "nothing is wrong". I remember the first time I had upset her. She started to cry, like really cry. My reaction went something like this:
 

   3. The neediness. Now this goes both ways, we're both needy. I'm just used to being the only needy one in the relationship. When was the last time your boyfriend got upset with you because you wanted to run to the store...alone? Or, have you ever had to tell your boyfriend that you couldn't cuddle for 10 minutes in the morning because you were late to work? It's funny. I adore this girl, it's just that sometimes I'm taken back by how much of a girl she is :)

   4. The sex. Did I mention the sex?

Xo

That kind of night.

We're moving  in TWO WEEKS!

Moving is universally stressful, but for us this move is extra stressful because of so many unknowns.
We have an opportunity to move to Boston, 2000 miles away from where we are now. But there are oh.so.many.strings.attached. Too many to list and it would probably bore you...

We've finally settled on staying in Austin for various reasons. One being, we would like to have another baby. You see, once upon a time I was "straight". I joke that I'm not a lesbian, but my girlfriend is, but really, I was married-to a man. The marriage didn't work out but we produced a sweet, sweet boy. His name is Ezra and he is my world!

The thought of giving him a sibling brings me so much joy because he loves people! Seriously, I am often amazed by his extrovertedness! I'm the total opposite, I re-charge when I'm alone and I value my quiet time (most moms can probably relate).
Dating a woman gives us the advantage of having another womb to carry babies. I didn't hate being pregnant but I was thankful when four years after my son was born, I finally got my body back.

Back to moving! Didn't get quite as much done today as I would have liked, but we made a dent. I'm going to settle in with my glass of wine, bag of reeses, and finish orange is the new black on netflix.

Xo