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I suffered from PPD after giving birth to Andy. I'm sure it was pretty obvious to anyone who came into contact with me, but I had no clue for a few months. I knew that I hated life and wanted to run away and had more guilt than I even thought it was possible for a person to hold. But depression? That was something I refused to ever have. I have always had a wonderful life, one I've worked hard to get, and I have no reason to be depressed. So of course I blamed what was going on with me on lack of sleep and hormones and refused to acknowledge the downward spiral I was in.

It really doesn't have to be this way. If the medical community would take a bigger stance here and start screening new mothers for depression and make them aware of it before giving birth, I think a lot of this could be cleared up, and a lot of women could be helped. I wish my OB had at least asked me a few questions instead of being surprised that I was in her office at 6 weeks postpartum.

Today is Blog for the MOTHERS Act Day at Blogher. I ask of you to please consider calling your senators and asking him or her to sponsor this bill. This is an important topic, and even if you think you will never be affected like I did, it can still hit you and your family quite suddenly like a ton of bricks. Maybe women like Katie Corcoran from RI would have been saved if action had been taken sooner.

I am more than super thrilled that the Sox are in the World Series, but I cannot stand the stress. I am supposed to be worrying about two sports teams right now? Ugh. I am totally exhausted after not having my bedroom fan last night due to an unexpected electricity outage (because of a bit of rain that will do nothing to help our serious drought), and now tonight I have to worry about the Sox game. Then another one and another and then another football game. Ugh. I just want to hide away until after the Superbowl I think. Go Sox, go Pats! I hope you both did well when I come out of my hibernation.

The month of October is a spend free month for the Kovacs family. We are obviously buying food and other essentials, but the extra that we don't need was cut off. This was my idea, but oh how I hate it. I can't take Andy out shopping in the mornings because I have no self control, so we spend a lot of time at the park or hanging out at home watching tv. And now with the holidays coming, I am desperate to buy decorations. We can't be the only house on our street not celebrating Christmas loudly after all! So I need lights that I know can be used outside, fake trees in pots on either side of my front door, cute hanging decorations for the front porch, and maybe some candy canes to line our front walk way. I want to be full of the spirit of Christmas! After seeing how much everyone decorates for Halloween, a few lights on the front bushes just isn't going to cut it. So November 1 can't come fast enough. I want to book it to Garden Ridge and Target to buy buy buy. As for the presents for everyone, that I can deal with later. Decorating the front of the house is SO much more important.

Also, I am expecting only two invites to holiday parties this December, and both are on the same evening. go figure.

Our six month house anniversary took place this weekend. I can't believe it, the time has flown. While we have unpacked for the most part now, we still haven't decorated at all. We are trying to get an interior decorator in to help us because we want our house to look nice (as opposed to all our previous apartments which looked like they were decorated by college students). We have friends, we go to festivals in our town, and we have settled into a very nice routine. I was so worried about living in the south, knowing no one, not fitting in. But we have thrived! And I really feel like I could be living anywhere. The locals are becoming few and far between as my town becomes Little New York.

The best thing though is how Andy's grown while we've lived here. He's gotten so happy and giggly. He points to everything he sees to learn their names, pulls our hands closer so we can tickle him, sits in front of football happily, has play dates, lets Miss Jenny hold him, has fun at Carrie Beth's while Mommy gets some "me" time, and is just a pleasure. For so long I wondered what I had done to my life, and now I'm thinking about "doing it" all over again. Of course I'd require Peter's personality in #2 though. A family with 3 crazy ones is a little much for poor Peter.

Why not be the last person in the world to link to the spinning naked girl? I've stared at her a bunch, and I try to get her to spin the other way, but I can't. When I first looked at her, she was spinning clockwise. That means I'm right brained and have all these characteristics that don't fit me one bit. "Big picture" oriented? Risk taker? Hardly. Although the feelings this is probably right now. While I was looking at her spin (it's mesmerizing, isn't it?), she suddenly turned and started spinning counter clockwise, right in mid-spin! She stayed that way for a while, but now every time I look it's back to clockwise. My goal is to get her to spin counter clockwise again, and I can't do it. I'm obviously not one with my left brain, and I need to fix that. I want to be reality based and knowing.

So which way does she spin for you? Or are you just staring too hard at her nipples to notice if she's spinning clockwise or not? Did we really need her to be totally naked with such detail?

I've marvaled at the brilliance and high cuteness factor of my son for many months now. He dances, holds our hands, love to be tickled, and is just adorable when he does nothing. He can do no wrong.

Well, until a minute ago when he crushed a bug into the step I was sitting on. Now I'm realizing that I have a boy and will be subjected to amphibians, bugs, and other gross slimy things that I may not be able to stomach. UGH!!!