Just Stop Trying and It Will Happen...

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!

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