Saturday Night Fever

Technically it's now Sunday. But I switched shifts with my coworker for this weekend so I am off a bit. I worked Friday and tonight instead of Sunday-Monday. I'm working 16 days straight and am ready to collapse. I don't mind working relentlessly, but the hours are killing me. I love being able to take advantage of free time during the days with the kids, but lately I feel like they have been unproductive because I am lacking energy.

Today is my fiance's 30th birthday. *Happy Birthday, Sweetheart!* He is throwing a BBQ at his parents house today. I told him that I would bake something; he wants a cheesecake with caramel. Cheesecake is so easy. I love it. I just have to find the time since I am hoping to get some sleep, too. We have both been cranky lately and I think we each need a break from the rigors of our daily lives, even briefly. Celebrating his birthday should bring some joy and fun that we seem to be missing lately.

One of my girlfriends and I are trying to start a bit of a business selling homemade childrens clothing. We have different ideas, but I think we can make it work. I've made a few prototypes already. I am trying to utilize my current crafting abilities instead of learning new ones. I have never knitted or crocheted in my life, and while I would love to learn, I feel like this opportunity may not be the best time. So I'm trying to tap into my creative mind flow and come up with cute ideas. I love embroidery, but we may hold off on some more time-consuming projects until we get more situated. I came up with a few cute shirts, including ones with bicycle designs, pocket handkerchiefs, bowties, skirts and bows, alphabet fun, and other handmade appliques. We have yet to come up with a catchy name that we both like that isn't already taken. I'd love to start attending crafts fairs by spring time. Hopefully I can get some energy back into my system so I can get some things accomplished.

I'm still working on this 22 page application for the oocyte donation. It looks like I am going to have to inquire with some family members about our family history. I am the worst liar on the face of the planet, so if anyone asks what I need it for and wants an elaborated explanation, I'm going to end up telling them. And it's not that I am ashamed of it. It's that I know a lot of people won't understand and disagree with my decision. And I don't care that much if people disagree; but I need people who will support me, not bring me down in this. So I would rather not tell people if I can avoid it. Maybe it's more that I am not used to leaning on people for support and am afraid that if I give them a chance, they won't live up to it and I will be even more disappointed. Maybe I don't give people enough credit.

Thanks for checking up.
Peace & love,
Emily