A Difficult Journey- Infertility

Before you get into this post I have a disclaimer, it is an old post. It is something I wrote in the midst of this difficult journey when my hope wasn’t very high. I was pissed, had a very bad attitude and wasn’t feeling a single ounce of positivity. I was feeling completely defeated. I said that I wanted to share my feelings along this journey so here it is just one of the many things I wrote. This particular post was written back in October 2014.


Andrew and I embarked on this journey 16 months ago. It was a journey that I was certain wouldn’t take us long. The journey is still continuing or has possibly hit a standstill. It is the journey to conceive another precious little baby to add to our family.


In the beginning we were quiet about it not wanting to let people in on our secret. I felt like the more people who knew the harder it was going to be on us, the more pressure we would feel. The longer it took the harder it became not to talk about and the more questions people started asking the harder it became to accept them. I never in my life thought I would hate hearing the words “when’s the next one coming, it’s your turn next, Blake needs a little brother/sister, etc.” If you said them to us don’t feel bad because after all you didn’t know! I kept telling myself that too; don’t get upset with people they are curious and don’t know what you don’t share. By the way I’m NOW a firm believer that its none of anyone else’s business what a family is doing when it comes to their personal adventures and decisions on family planning, it’s flat out rude to question. If you do find yourself asking these questions remember, it’s all in the way you say it. With that being said, it is nice to know that people care but sometimes it’s just a lot to handle and not something we want to discuss with everyone. 


I am sharing our experience thus far for a different reason. I am sharing our experience because I wish people would be more accepting and understanding of the struggles of infertility and conception. I know that I wasn’t. I mean I had no idea the true stress and emotional toll my friends went through to get the opportunity to have a baby. It wasn’t hard for us the first time. I had no idea. I had no clue that a simple Facebook post in the from a couple announcing the arrival of their new baby could create such a feeling of self pity. I didn’t know that I would come to hate all social media outlets. I was oblivious to the true struggle that people face when it comes to having a baby. I also realize now that although I am facing this struggle head on that there are people who can’t have children and never will. I am thankful that we do have one child and yet still struggling to accept the idea that he will possibly be our only one. I don’t think its fair to him because I know he will make a great big brother; I just hope that we are able to give him that opportunity.


The emotional roller coaster that this journey has been and still is almost leaves me speechless. I don’t know what to say or where to start. I have gone from being hopeful one second to feeling completely defeated the next. It’s really hard to stay positive and not worry about it all the time. The worry and stress take over somedays but for me it’s the feeling of defeat that gets me. I feel like I can’t win no matter what I do. I know its not a win or lose thing but not being able to obtain my goal feels like defeat. In my mind its that simple. The truth is it really isn’t anywhere near that simple. I know that keeping a positive vibe and attitude make a world of difference but I struggle to do that 100% of the time. If I could I would feel like something was wrong with me emotionally. I don’t believe in the whole when the time is right it will happen approach. I’ve said it to people because that is the easy answer but I don’t believe it. What I do believe is that it is possibly going to take some medical intervention for us to be able to create another child and that is where we stand now.


Our insurance doesn’t cover anything that has to do with infertility. (Side note: there are only 15 states in the United States that require their insurance providers to cover or offer coverage for infertility diagnosis or treatment. Guess what OKLAHOMA is NOT one of them. Go figure. Our state really needs to get its shit together.) Just to be clear we have no official diagnosis of infertility but getting diagnosed is so f-ing expensive we can’t afford to do the testing. I’m talking thousands of dollars. One test for me alone is $1200 and there are others. A single test for Andrew ranges from $150-300 much less initially than for me but still expensive considering they would need to be done multiple times. Our current options are to just keep trying but after 16 months of being unsuccessful excuse me if I have little hope that it will just happen on our own. I will be more positive as this realization settles in but right now I’m just pissed. Infertility is a medical condition just like diabetes is a medical condition. Anyway, we are going to work on the insurance part of this to see what if anything can be done. We are looking and talking and searching. I am however not impressed with what I have found so far when searching out things on the Blue Cross Blue Shields of Oklahoma site. I am hoping that we do find something helpful soon though.


Until then we will just keep trying and riding this emotional roller coaster. There is no better time than now to enjoy our family of three, not to take for granted our time together. After all we do have a very precious family just the way it is now. (I saw a FB post today that read “the things we take for granted someone else is praying for. So true.) I will continue to focus on surrounding myself in the joy that Blake and Andrew bring to me daily and be thankful for what I do have. I send my love and hugs to all the other people out there that are struggling with anything in their lives now and in the future. Keep your head up and I will keep mine up!


*I know that I have shared bits and pieces of this journey with different people over time. My hope is now that I can continue to share when I am ready and not cause any hard feelings if I do or don’t share. It is a difficult journey and I greatly appreciate all the people who have been by our sides throughout it so far as well as all the people that will be with us as we continue on our journey. Thank you for being so understanding and supportive.

Many of the statements in this post hold true still today; I have my bitter days just like everyone else. I am in a much better place with all of this now though. The key was finding the right doctor for me. Our insurance is even covering everything because after all it was a medical condition not specifically infertility. 


I hope you have a wonderful day and if you are fighting a battle keep on fighting! We’ve got this!

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A Difficult Journey- Conception

Before you get into this post I have a disclaimer, it is an old post. It is something I wrote in the midst of this difficult journey when my hope wasn’t very high. I was pissed, had a very bad attitude and wasn’t feeling a single ounce of positivity. I was feeling completely defeated. I said that I wanted to share my feelings along this journey so here it is just one of the many things I wrote. This particular post was written back in October 2014.


Andrew and I embarked on this journey 16 months ago. It was a journey that I was certain wouldn’t take us long. The journey is still continuing or has possibly hit a standstill. It is the journey to conceive another precious little baby to add to our family.


In the beginning we were quiet about it not wanting to let people in on our secret. I felt like the more people who knew the harder it was going to be on us, the more pressure we would feel. The longer it took the harder it became not to talk about and the more questions people started asking the harder it became to accept them. I never in my life thought I would hate hearing the words “when’s the next one coming, it’s your turn next, Blake needs a little brother/sister, etc.” If you said them to us don’t feel bad because after all you didn’t know! I kept telling myself that too; don’t get upset with people they are curious and don’t know what you don’t share. By the way I’m NOW a firm believer that its none of anyone else’s business what a family is doing when it comes to their personal adventures and decisions on family planning, it’s flat out rude to question. If you do find yourself asking these questions remember, it’s all in the way you say it. With that being said, it is nice to know that people care but sometimes it’s just a lot to handle and not something we want to discuss with everyone. 


I am sharing our experience thus far for a different reason. I am sharing our experience because I wish people would be more accepting and understanding of the struggles of infertility and conception. I know that I wasn’t. I mean I had no idea the true stress and emotional toll my friends went through to get the opportunity to have a baby. It wasn’t hard for us the first time. I had no idea. I had no clue that a simple Facebook post in the from a couple announcing the arrival of their new baby could create such a feeling of self pity. I didn’t know that I would come to hate all social media outlets. I was oblivious to the true struggle that people face when it comes to having a baby. I also realize now that although I am facing this struggle head on that there are people who can’t have children and never will. I am thankful that we do have one child and yet still struggling to accept the idea that he will possibly be our only one. I don’t think its fair to him because I know he will make a great big brother; I just hope that we are able to give him that opportunity.


The emotional roller coaster that this journey has been and still is almost leaves me speechless. I don’t know what to say or where to start. I have gone from being hopeful one second to feeling completely defeated the next. It’s really hard to stay positive and not worry about it all the time. The worry and stress take over somedays but for me it’s the feeling of defeat that gets me. I feel like I can’t win no matter what I do. I know its not a win or lose thing but not being able to obtain my goal feels like defeat. In my mind its that simple. The truth is it really isn’t anywhere near that simple. I know that keeping a positive vibe and attitude make a world of difference but I struggle to do that 100% of the time. If I could I would feel like something was wrong with me emotionally. I don’t believe in the whole when the time is right it will happen approach. I’ve said it to people because that is the easy answer but I don’t believe it. What I do believe is that it is possibly going to take some medical intervention for us to be able to create another child and that is where we stand now.


Our insurance doesn’t cover anything that has to do with infertility. (Side note: there are only 15 states in the United States that require their insurance providers to cover or offer coverage for infertility diagnosis or treatment. Guess what OKLAHOMA is NOT one of them. Go figure. Our state really needs to get its shit together.) Just to be clear we have no official diagnosis of infertility but getting diagnosed is so f-ing expensive we can’t afford to do the testing. I’m talking thousands of dollars. One test for me alone is $1200 and there are others. A single test for Andrew ranges from $150-300 much less initially than for me but still expensive considering they would need to be done multiple times. Our current options are to just keep trying but after 16 months of being unsuccessful excuse me if I have little hope that it will just happen on our own. I will be more positive as this realization settles in but right now I’m just pissed. Infertility is a medical condition just like diabetes is a medical condition. Anyway, we are going to work on the insurance part of this to see what if anything can be done. We are looking and talking and searching. I am however not impressed with what I have found so far when searching out things on the Blue Cross Blue Shields of Oklahoma site. I am hoping that we do find something helpful soon though.


Until then we will just keep trying and riding this emotional roller coaster. There is no better time than now to enjoy our family of three, not to take for granted our time together. After all we do have a very precious family just the way it is now. (I saw a FB post today that read “the things we take for granted someone else is praying for. So true.) I will continue to focus on surrounding myself in the joy that Blake and Andrew bring to me daily and be thankful for what I do have. I send my love and hugs to all the other people out there that are struggling with anything in their lives now and in the future. Keep your head up and I will keep mine up!


*I know that I have shared bits and pieces of this journey with different people over time. My hope is now that I can continue to share when I am ready and not cause any hard feelings if I do or don’t share. It is a difficult journey and I greatly appreciate all the people who have been by our sides throughout it so far as well as all the people that will be with us as we continue on our journey. Thank you for being so understanding and supportive.

Many of the statements in this post hold true still today; I have my bitter days just like everyone else. I am in a much better place with all of this now though. The key was finding the right doctor for me. Our insurance is even covering everything because after all it was a medical condition not specifically infertility. 


I hope you have a wonderful day and if you are fighting a battle keep on fighting! We’ve got this!

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Endometriosis: Post Op and Release

I’m not really sure how it is possible but I felt like it was longer than 2 weeks after my surgery that I was finally able to go in for my post op appointment. I guess technically it was a little more than 2 weeks but it was the quickest he wanted to see me after my surgery. I was going crazy waiting to hear the results of surgery from my doctor directly. Anyway I finally got released to do things like a normal person again. Yay!

First things first he said that the “bump” in my belly button would go away as the area continues to heal! Seriously one of the best things he told me the entire appointment. I know it sounds dumb but it looks so funny. He checked both of my inscision sites and they are both looking good and healing just like they should be. He said the bruising will go away soon and he wasn’t the least bit surprised that it was still there. He actually said, “we removed a lot of tissue so that bruise looks pretty good” I assured him that it is a lot smaller now than it was last week! We went over the general questions, how are you feeling, are you having any pain, etc. I feel great actually so good that when people ask me how I’m doing or feeling I get a really confused look on my face because I don’t feel like I had a pretty serious surgery at all.

Now down to the nitty gritty.

The post op diagnosis

1. pelvic endometriosis – stage 3

2. severe adenomyosis uteri

3. intracavitary uterine polyp

I knew that the official diagnosis and results were worse than I was hoping they would be but I had no idea how bad everything actually looked. My uterus was so enlarged that it was smashing my bladder. The picture of the polyp looked like tiny strange colored fingers growing inside my body. Eww (I really want to get colored copies of the pictures he took but was to overloaded with the next task things to ask for them.) My doctor was able to remove the endometriosis lesions that were on my uterus and lower abdominal area as well as any other lesion that were possible to remove with a laser. He was also able to easily remove the entire polyp from inside my uterus with no problems. He also removed some endometrial lesions from my fallopian tubes. The dye test they did showed that my tubes were “dumping” properly ie when I was ovulating my eggs were making to into my uterus. He also found prevalent adenomyosis which is when endometrial tissue grows into the muscular wall of the uterus. Adenomyosis is not removable with the laser like the endometriosis lesions are. Due to the severity of my adenomyosis and pretty much the fact that it is present at all, I will start Lupron injections. I was hoping to start them immediately but I have to wait until next week. He wants me to be around day 25-27 of my cycle before starting the injection. Waiting one more week is no big deal at all plus it gives me some more time to do more research about the medication.

When I was questioning him about the lupron; how often do I have to get it, what are the side effects, what is it going to do exactly, am I going to ovulate, how soon will I start to ovulate again, will this get rid of the remaining endometriosis and the adenomyosis? He answered all my questions with confidence and a reassuring tone. He also made it very clear to me that this next step is really our only option for us to have another child on our own. Basically to me what he was saying is “get the shots and you will have another baby, don’t get them and you won’t.” Not that it is ever that clean simple but that’s the basics. I am going to have treatment and take whatever odd things  (within reason) it causes for me as signs of my body getting better. I asked him how it works and my best retell of what he told me is this. ‘My uterus is swollen and mushy. The medication will help heal my uterus by both “firming” it back up and shrinking to it’s normal size. Once that has occurred or while that is happening my body will kick in and start fighting the ednometriosis (edno)/adenomyosis (adeno) and killing it off. He will be able to tell if the treatment is working through a physical exam which will take place again after 3 treatments and again after the full 6 if he feels all are necessary. Which they will likely be.’  Like I said, my retell and I’m no doctor or medical professional but that’s the best explanation I can give you. I will stop ovulating while on the medication because it will shut down my system. It is necessary for it to be shut down to rid my body of the endo/adeno since it gets worse with every cycle. I should start to ovulate anywhere from 4-8 weeks after my last treatment. He said that most women are able to conceive within the 2 year time span of this treatment and their endometriosis starting to come back. He also says that besides the severity of endo/adeno my body is healthy and shows no reason to not be able to have a baby. I’m hopeful that we will be sharing the good news of a successful conception by the end of summer or early Fall.

Until then I’m going to relax and enjoy myself. I’m looking forward to 3-6 months of living without the stress of trying to conceive. If you have ever tried to have a baby and I mean really tried then you know what I mean!

My question for you is, have you ever had lupron injections? If you have please share your experience of it with me. I have been reading some of the side effects and some don’t seem bad but some seem so annoying to deal with. I know that every medication acts differently with every person but I want to know how it worked or didn’t work for you. I want to know what vitamins you took to help alleviate some of the symptoms. Email me or message me on facebook. I want to be prepared for any craziness that is coming my way but I’m also ready to finish this battle!

Thanks for reading and listening to my story but most importantly for sharing yours with me!

 

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Surgery Talk with Blake

Well it will be a week tomorrow that I had my surgery. I am feeling great. I have a few random aches and pains but that’s to be expected. I am also starting to bruise in different places which is to be expected as well. I’m anxious to get back into a completely normal routine but trying not to push it. I kind of wish my post-op appointment was next week not the week after! Anyway I’m very sure that one thing has changed and that would be my belly button. Weird I know but it just doesn’t look the same. I’m not sure why it bugs me so much but it does. Maybe once the rest of the swelling goes away it won’t look so strange.


Before I had surgery we talked to Blake about it. We explained to him that I was going to the hospital and the doctor was going to make little cuts on my tummy and get the yucky stuff out. We talked about how the cuts would be small but that momma wouldn’t be able to pick him up or have him climbing on me. I told him that I would only be gone for the day kind of like when he goes to school or daddy goes to work. I said I’ll leave after breakfast then be back around dinner time or before. We assured him that papa was going to stay with him and they would have lots of fun. If I said he was just okay with all this talk that wouldn’t be true. Honestly his first reaction was, why you have to get surgery? I told him that I if momma and daddy want have another baby and he could be a big brother then I had to have surgery. He simply said, “I not want a baby.” I just smiled and told him he would change his mind someday.


If I had it to do over again I wouldn’t have told him so many days in advance. My little guy is a worrier. He comes by it naturally, his momma and daddy are worriers too. So instead of us having a restful week before surgery we had many nights of no sleep. He would wake up and just stare at me in the middle of the night. He wouldn’t go to sleep until I snuggled him in our bed. I reassured him that everything was going to be okay and that we are and would all be safe. One night he said, look momma that shadow is momma and Blake snuggling, referring to the shadow of his lamp and humidifier in his bedroom. At that moment I knew that he was really worried and scared about me having surgery. I snuggled him as often as he would let me. I carried him around as often as he asked me to. I basically did everything with him that I knew I wasn’t going to be able to after surgery. I even showed him the scars I already had on my stomach from a previous surgery to show him how tiny the cuts were going to be. We eventually showed him the cuts post surgery too after making sure they weren’t going to scare him.


I think it was even worse for me when we came home after surgery and he was scared to even come near me. If you have a boy or boys then you know how rambunctious they can be. He loves to jump off of things onto you, use you as a stabilizer to stand up or climb on and run into you and bounce off, so everyone kept telling him he had to be gentle with momma. He had to be careful not to hurt me etc. Seeing the look in his eyes and fear of getting close to me when we came home was so hard for me. I think it took me until Sunday after surgery to convince him that it was okay if he sat next to me. I just reminded him that he couldn’t touch my tummy. I was so glad to finally be able to put him to bed and lay with him for a few minutes. I also enjoyed some snuggle time while he watched a movie and sat in between my legs using me as a back rest. (That position honestly wasn’t the most comfortable for me but it also wasn’t killing me.) I even managed to give him a bath all by myself last night! This morning everything was like a normal morning! 


Besides the fact that I am feeling more “normal” Blake is also getting back to his “normal” self too. Andrew and I have been really focusing on him and spending time loving on him and doing things that we normally do which has helped. I’m looking forward to the nice weather this weekend so we can spend some time outside playing. Blake and Andrew can ride their bikes and I can do a little walking!

I used the word ‘normal’ a lot in this post. Clearly life over the last week has not felt normal to me at all. I am looking forward to actually putting together our new routine for 2015 and putting it into action! I hope that this new year is everything you hoped it would be so far! 

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Surgery Results and Endometriosis

It has almost been about 24 hours since I got home from the surgical center. I didn’t sleep all that great last night but I did get some sleep. I also took a great almost 3 hour nap today! 
My pain is minimal and I can actually only feel one of the incision sites. I have two but one is in the same location as my c-section scar and that’s pretty numb all the time, definitely more so now. I have some gas that is settling in my diaphragm and shoulders which happens after a laparoscopy. It is feeling better as time passes. When they told me I was going to feel like I had been kicked in the stomach they weren’t kidding. It is a mixed feeling of sore after a workout, what I imagine being punched in the stomach feels like and exhaustion. Really not that bad. I can walk around the house slowly and feel like I want to go somewhere but I’m not going to push it. They gave me pain meds and anti nausea meds but ibuprofen is really taking care of most of my discomfort. If my child wasn’t such a clown I’d probably be in even less pain but his constant craziness is making me laugh and it hurts! 


Anyway on to the findings during surgery as I have been told by mom and Andrew. I go back in 10 days to hear all the information for myself but for now this is what I know. My doctor didn’t give an exact stage of endometriosis but said it was “text book” endometriosis but because of the location of the endometriosis it is called adenomyosis. I found this definition of adenomyosis on the mayo clinic website. ‘Adenomyosis (ad-uh-no-my-O-sis) occurs when endometrial tissue, which normally lines the uterus, exists within and grows into the muscular wall of the uterus.’ He also removed a polyp from inside my uterus. He found that I have been ovulating and that my ovaries and fallopian tubes are working properly. Yay! I will undergo an injection treatment for 6 months to get clear up the endometriosis he couldn’t remove due to its location in my uterine wall. I will get the treatment in my doctors office once a month for 6 months then we should be able to conceive. He said that my bladder was being squished because of all the endometriosis but that the endometriosis wasn’t attached to my bladder. Another yay! I imagine that I will begin the treatment at the end of this month. I mean that’s what I hope because yesterday when I was drugged up 6 months didn’t seem like that long but today it does. 


Something that I was thinking about last night as I was trying to fall asleep is the number of people who struggle with infertility. Also accepting that struggling with infertility doesn’t necessarily mean that you are infertile. I really struggled with this for a long time. I felt that saying I was struggling with infertility meant that I was infertile and that having another baby wasn’t possible for us. When I stepped back, did more research and read a few books I was able to change my attitude and approach to this situation. I was also able to accept my struggle with infertility, that I wasn’t being given a label of infertile. It was such a relief when I realized this and it has helped me so much. Please don’t get me wrong, this realization didn’t come over night. I has taken me a VERY long time to work up the courage to talk about it, share it and even face it head on. I am here now and feel better than I have in over a year about all of this. 

Just before going into surgery yesterday.

My current care takers enjoying an ice cream break today!
For all my friends who are struggling keep your heads high and remember to choose joy!

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I have Endometriosis

I have endometriosis. I had no idea that I even had it until Andrew and I started trying to have a second baby. It’s annoying that it took us trying to conceive to find out but the bright side is we found out. I will be having surgery tomorrow to find out how sever the endometriosis really is. I also will be having a polyp removed from my uterus and they are going to run a dye through my ovaries and fallopian tubes to test function. The surgery should take about two hours and is out patient. Recovery time is just a few days. 

I keep having people asking me how I’m feeling about having the surgery. Honestly I am so excited! I am a little nervous but that comes along with any surgery. I am mostly excited. I am so thankful that we found a doctor who was willing to look at the whole picture and listen to my concerns about my body. He did a thorough exam and listened to my complaints and worries. He had a great possible cause (endometriosis) for the delay in conception. He also had a plan of action that should remedy the problem, a laparoscopy and hysteroscopy, which will happen tomorrow. I am excited to be taking action finally.

 I say finally because we have been on this journey for 18+ months now. For the last year I have gone to the doctor every 3 months or even every month to figure out why it was taking us so long to conceive again. I knew that there was something going on with my body that wasn’t right but my (old) doctor kept assuring me that everything was fine with my body. It has been a long process and it still isn’t over but at least now we have a plan of action (3 doctors later). Even better than the plan is the fact that we are acting now! 
I have had such a hard time with this whole process for many reasons but I have also learned a lot throughout it. As a matter of fact I’m very sure that my learning isn’t over. I know I’m going to learn so much more after surgery and as we continue on this journey to complete our family. Shoot I’m going to feel better than I have in years because I should be pain free!

I have documented this entire journey and will share parts of it in the future but for now this is a great start. It is no longer a secret about what is going on with me. Not that it is anybody else’s business anyway but more that I don’t have to walk around with the weight of this on my shoulders. I have a medical condition just like so many other people do. I fortunately don’t have anything near as severe as many other people deal with everyday. I hope that anyone struggling with infertility or struggling to conceive knows that they are not alone. There are so many other people out there that are struggling with similar or the same issues. If you are struggling with infertility or even having a hard time conceiving I want you to know that you aren’t alone. 

I want to leave you to consider how you are tackling the circumstances that you are facing today. I encourage you to stay positive and see the good in every situation. I encourage you to understand the implications of how your choices determine your day.

With joy in my heart and a focus on the positive I’m off to finish cleaning my house so that my caretakers over the next few days only have to focus on playing with Blake and keeping him happy!

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Blake’s Halloween Party

I asked Blake what he wanted to be for Halloween and he said, “a firefighter!” Almost immediately after that conversation the only thing he said to me was “can my friends come over in they Halloween costumes?” At first I tried to just say yeah sure maybe so and so can come over and you guys can play in all your costumes. That didn’t work at all, he wanted all his friends to come over! Then I decided that it was a perfect time to have an actual Halloween party. (After all I would have an adult one every year but it doesn’t seem to work out.) I ran the idea by Andrew and he agreed that it would be fun as long as I didn’t go overboard on spending money!

I started planning for the party immediately. I looked at the calendar and picked the date that worked the best for us. It just happened to be a little over a week away, so super short notice for people to attend. I send out a mass text to all my friends with kids. I also asked Blake who he wanted to invite and he listed all of his friends (who I had already sent text to their parents). He also wanted to invite a few of his friends on our street who I don’t have phone numbers for so I made these invitations. (Invitations are a love of mine!)

I only made 2 of these but I would make 20 if I needed to because making invitations and paper crafts is one of my favorite things to do! I added the fun spiders to the outside of the invitation which were confetti I found at the store.

I started looking at Pinterest for ideas to add to the few ideas that I already had. I was hoping for a day nice enough for us to be able to play some games outside but planned for an inside only party as well. (Turned out to be cool and wet so I’m glad I prepared for an indoor party too.) I had the party at a time that providing only snacks would cover the having food issue of parties. I put together a plan in my head and went to the store every single day last week because I kept forgetting what I was in need of. I wasn’t 100% sure of exactly what I wanted to do until Thursday. I was also trying to figure out what I was going to dress up as and what Andrew was going to be. Blake also had a sudden change of idea about what he wanted to be so I was searching for him a final costume too. I honestly thought that I wasn’t going to be able to pull this party off because I didn’t feel prepared at all.

For the games I decided on ghost bean bag toss, skull/mummy bowling with a pumpkin, feed the spider, and bounce/toss the eye balls/glow bracelets in the cauldron. I used the ideas I found all over the internet to create games. I didn’t want to make a bean bag toss game when I knew my parents had corn-hole and that I could use it instead. I just asked my mom to make it look like the kids were throwing the bean bags into a ghosts mouth. She did so good making the ghost! Blake wanted skulls and mummys for the bowling pins so I drew on the toilet paper rolls with a sharpie and highlighter. I had these sticky bugs that you could shoot that I found at target so I thought it would be fun to have a spider web and the kids could throw or shoot the bugs into the web. I made the web on a piece of poster board with puff paint. After all who says puff paint is only for fabric! I asked my mother-in-law to make the spider less than an hour before the party started because I couldn’t wrap my head around making one stick to the wall like I wanted it to. She did so good on it. I found ping pong balls that looked like eye balls and couldn’t pass them up! Tossing them into a cauldron seemed like the perfectly fitting game. I also put glow bracelets in with them because the ping pong balls were bouncing like crazy all over the house when Blake played with them. 

All of the kids loved the games. Even the big kids (adults) loved them! I didn’t get many pictures of the kids playing because they were all moving so fast the pictures were blurry!

For the food I wanted to stick to simple snacks but when I saw those adorable mummy hotdogs I had to include those. I went with fruit, veggies and hummus, cookies, and mummy hotdogs. I saw a cute fruit platter that had a watermelon carved to look like it was throwing up fruit and I wanted to make it. I used a pumpkin instead of a watermelon and I love it even more than what I saw on the internet. Nothing special for the veggies and hummus except for putting a toy skeleton in them. I had planned on making skeleton shaped cookies but that attempt failed miserably, I don’t want to talk about it. My dad saved the day by running to get some store bought cookies. The mummy hotdogs were so easy to make and they were good. I wasn’t expecting them to be as yummy as they were!

The only thing I was sure about from the beginning of this whole party idea was that the food table was going to be orange with a black runner and things (spider confetti) sprinkled on it. I found the bat rings and love the color splash they added to the table. 

I wanted to have a place specific for staged pictures, ha! I made the SPOOKY banner a week ago and I love the way it turned out. I felt like it needed something else though so I (my mom and I actually) made the fabric garland. It gave the mantel the pop it needed for the photo area background. I really love fabric garland and could easily have one for every holiday.

I know we had a great time and spent our time the way we should when we don’t have a picture of every single moment we spent enjoying ourselves. Here a few shots from the party.

Such a cute group of kids!

I am just thankful that we were able to have a Halloween party for Blake and all his friends. It was so fun to watch his face light up as each friend walked through the door in costume. Watching him show them where each game was in the house and how to play them was priceless. I absolutely loved every minute of the party and most importantly so did Blake and his friends! I think this might be a new tradition.

Special thanks to everyone who helped me put this party together. I couldn’t have done it without your help!

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