This song has been sort of an empowerment theme for me for a few years. At first, it was a song that really spoke to me when I was going through a nasty breakup and entering into a new, positive relationship–and really, a new, positive chapter of my life. I was relieved to finally be […]
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Dammit, Pampers…
Have I mentioned that I’m not a crier?
Thanks a bunch, Pampers. You broke my dry streak.
A New Hope
May 4th, 2011. CD5. Today is Star Wars Day. May the Fourth be with you… Get it? May the Fourth? Baaaaahahahahaha… I’m endlessly amused by wordplay and silly puns and Star Wars in general, so this whole celebration has been right up my alley. But hey, this blog is not about how much of a […]
Like a Crime Scene In My Pants
April 30th, 2011. CD1. Well folks, Aunt Flo is in town for her regularly scheduled visit. Not that it’s a surprise or anything, but this cycle was so strange, I half-expected her to stay away for a while longer. Oh well, I suppose. No help for that. Moving along to other things…
Covert Ops
April 28th, 2011. CD33, 8DPO. Eight days past ovulation, and nothing exciting to report. Honestly, this cycle has been rather boring. Except for the fact that I waited around for a clear sign of ovulation–and then waited another week on top of that–there hasn’t really been much to get anxious about this month. Until today, […]
You Really Like Me!
April 25th, 2011. CD30, 5DPO. That’s right, 5DPO. If FertilityFriend doesn’t want to confirm my ovulation, then I will just go ahead and manually override the system to declare it myself. So there. Ovulation? Check. So, I guess that puts me officially in the TWW… This cycle is already crazy. I’m usually preparing the house […]
Rotten Easter Eggs
April 24th, 2011. CD29.
So, on this day when we celebrate rebirth and bunnies and eggs, of all things, FertilityFriend doesn’t want to even confirm that I have ovulated this cycle. I guess I see their point… Erratic temps for 25 days, followed by one measly positive OPK, followed by some not-so-stellar post ovulation temps. I guess my eggs just aren’t in the Easter spirit.
*Sigh* I’m not holding out a lot of hope for this cycle to be of a normal length, let alone for it to produce a child.
But hey–At least there’s an abundance of baked goods and salty meats and candy to celebrate this day! Oh, and I also bought a new pair of jeans, and for once, they make my 12-year-old-boy-ass look fantastic. Really. So there’s that.
And so, Happy Easter, my friends. May you spend the day relaxing with friends and family and not running from rabbits with nasty, sharp, pointy teeth.
Happy ICLW!
This is my first month participating in ICLW (International Comment Leaving Week, or IComLeavWe if you’re nasty.), and so far it has been an eye-opening experience.
First of all, I literally had no idea that so many infertility blogs existed. It makes me sad and angry and warm and fuzzy all at the same time.
And second, I am learning so much about the different paths available to women with fertility issues. By the time my appointment with the RE rolls around in June, I should be the most educated patient they’ve ever had.
Doctors love that. Right?
So, if you’re visiting me for the first time–Welcome! And thank you for stopping by! I hope you find something you like that brings you back again soon.
If this isn’t your first visit, then you know the drill: TMI, snark, over-punctuation, and too many ellipses…
Happy Commenting! 
Whatever. I’m Getting Cheese Fries.
April 21st, 2011. CD26.
Well, my temp did rise this morning, but not by an impressive amount. I guess my Ob-Gyn was right–I do have a weak natural ovulation.
I’ve been wondering why that is a lot lately. I think that’s why I started reading about PCOS. Now, I know I’ve said in the past that self-diagnosing is not the way to handle things, but it’s tough to sit patiently and wait for my appointment with the fertility clinic in June. Maybe if we don’t call it “Google Diagnosis” and refer to it as something like “educating myself on the possibilities”, it will all sound less crazy.
Who’s in favor of less crazy?
Oooh, ooh–ME!
Meet My Ovaries: Cheech and Chong
April 20th, 2011. CD25.
I haven’t really named my ovaries, of course, but I assume that they must be friends of Mary Jane since they conveniently chose today–4/20, famous for being the unofficial pot smoker’s Christmas–to function properly.
I finally got a positive OPK late last night, and again early this morning.
Tonight? Negative.
I guess that’s that then, isn’t it?
I’m expecting a temp spike tomorrow to confirm ovulation, of course, but I feel safely comfortable saying that I am now officially in the Two Week Ten Day Wait.
Also, I just wanted to point out that infertility is ruining Easter for me. All of the egg imagery is making me bitter, and not even fondant-filled chocolate eggs are making it better. And I can no longer eat a Peep because they make me think of squishy little pre-babies, which is just tragic and demented.
Thanks a bunch, infertility, for taking candy away from me too. Why don’t you go ahead and ruin oxygen next? You suck.
Pass the jelly beans.
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