What do you do when you have unexpected company and don’t feel like cooking? Take out! Aunt Flo’s surprise visit inspired this particular food run: Totally unhealthy. Totally worth it. I think I’ll have some Midol for dessert and go to bed early where I plan to have sweet dreams of buttermilk biscuits with honey. […]
June 2nd, 2011. CD1. I may have blogged too soon. Aunt Flo is in town. Surprise! I guess this means that I did ovulate at some point during the month… Although it also means that I totally wasted an HPT this morning. Oh well, at least when I see the RE in two weeks, I […]
June 2nd, 2011. CD34.
Well, it’s been a hectic week, but I’m still alive.
…Still haven’t ovulated, but alive nonetheless. I wonder if the stress of preparing for our trip to my brother-in-law’s wedding in Knoxville, or the “traveler’s illness” I tend to get had anything to do with my delayed ovulation. I just hope something happens soon, because a thirty-four day cycle is not what I had in mind for this month, and it shows no signs of being over any time soon.
Just for kicks, I peed on a stick this morning. No surprise, but it was negative. I figured maybe since I was too busy thinking about traveling and all the preparation going into the trip, maybe I’d gotten knocked up somehow when I wasn’t paying attention.
Nope, no such luck. I guess the RE will just have to see me in fifteen short days after all.
I wish I had some kind of interesting news to report, but alas, I have none. On the weight-gain front, I’d managed to put on about four pounds before our trip, but my anxiety with traveling and the stress I put on myself caused me to eat poorly and not as much as I should have, so I think I undid a lot of what I’d gained. I’m still holding strong though, and managed to force down an enormous breakfast today. I’ll get there…
I spent a lot of time over the weekend with a lot of girls I’d never met, which was interesting. Everyone was super-nice, and I had a lot of great conversations with people who had heard through the grapevine that the husband and I were having some trouble in the reproduction department. Let’s just say that at one point at the wedding reception after-party, lots of drinks were flowing, and lots of painful stories of other people’s reproductive troubles were too. It was pretty uncomfortable, but in a way I appreciated hearing that I’m not the only one with a broken oven.
I just wish I’d been drinking too, and maybe it wouldn’t have been so awkward sitting in a hot tub with women I’d known for an hour talking about miscarriages and IVF. Next time I’ll remember to keep a flask in my bikini.
All in all though, the whole trip was a success. I had fun with friends and family, the drama was kept in check, and my mind was so far off from TTC that I forgot entirely to temp the whole time I was away. Oops!
Now that it’s back to reality, I can see that this summer is going to be one of the busiest in recent memory. Lots of events, lots of appointments and testing, lots of decisions, and from what I am starting to gather, lots of work-related stress. More on that another day…
For now, here are a few pictures from the weekend. Enjoy!