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Thanks for stopping in. There isn't really a rhyme or reason to this blog. It's just what comes to my head as I go through each day. If something I say resonates with you (positively or not), please leave a comment. It helps to know that people care. Thanks for reading!
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Am I old, or....
Just found out that a child for whom I used to babysit is having her first child this year. How is that fair? Am I really that old? I'm only 28?! I've been trying to have a baby for over a year now; she's just barely 21! Ugh. Kindof disgruntled about this whole shenanigans.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Smiley #2!
I tried the internet cheapie ovulation sticks for a few months, and I never got a positive reading. I was shooting in the dark....so to speak (I'm enjoying my own pun on that one a little too much!)
So last month I switched over to the clear blue easy digital OPKs and I LOVE them. They're so much more clear than the ICs were, and they're actually POSITIVE! I got my smiley face for the second month in a row today, which means I'll be ovulating in the next 12-36 (ish) hours! Yay!
That also means that I'll be at 10(ish) dpo on September 1st! This is the anniversary of our engagement (4 years!) and it also happens to be the week BEFORE school starts! How fabulous is that?!
Loving life right now. :-)
So last month I switched over to the clear blue easy digital OPKs and I LOVE them. They're so much more clear than the ICs were, and they're actually POSITIVE! I got my smiley face for the second month in a row today, which means I'll be ovulating in the next 12-36 (ish) hours! Yay!
That also means that I'll be at 10(ish) dpo on September 1st! This is the anniversary of our engagement (4 years!) and it also happens to be the week BEFORE school starts! How fabulous is that?!
Loving life right now. :-)
Friday, August 20, 2010
Thoughts on sperm
So I watched pieces of a documentary yesterday about sperm. In order to get people to understand how arduous a sperm's journey is, they had men and women dressed in white standing in as mock sperm and running a super marathon through a mountain range/swamp/etc, which was meant to symbolize the rugged terrain of the vagina/cervix/etc. Now, granted, I understand the importance of explaining to people how the spermtastic journey occurs. I get that, I do.
That being said, the absurdity of this visual is beyond words. Here's a screen shot of the "sperm" racing through the mountain range of the vagina...I kid you not.
I'm left torn by what my emotions should be with regards to sperm. Should I feel bad for them as they participate in their epic journeys? Should I be nervous because so many don't survive the quest? Should I be pissed that my men and women in white pants-suits haven't seemed to make it across my mountain range yet?
This documentary (which was a good hour or so long) also did little to clear up confusion about when to have sex to optimize healthy white pants-suited people. Wait too long, and your men and women are old and immobile. You can't get a wheelchair through the mountain range. Don't wait long enough and you'll release too few men and women. It's like the Oregon Trail....the more settlers you take in your covered wagon, the more likely you'll get farther than Iowa. I'm mixing my metaphors (or similes...but that's just the English teacher talking), but you get the point.
Can't I just buy the sperm a plane ticket or a hummer or something??
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That being said, the absurdity of this visual is beyond words. Here's a screen shot of the "sperm" racing through the mountain range of the vagina...I kid you not.
I'm left torn by what my emotions should be with regards to sperm. Should I feel bad for them as they participate in their epic journeys? Should I be nervous because so many don't survive the quest? Should I be pissed that my men and women in white pants-suits haven't seemed to make it across my mountain range yet?
This documentary (which was a good hour or so long) also did little to clear up confusion about when to have sex to optimize healthy white pants-suited people. Wait too long, and your men and women are old and immobile. You can't get a wheelchair through the mountain range. Don't wait long enough and you'll release too few men and women. It's like the Oregon Trail....the more settlers you take in your covered wagon, the more likely you'll get farther than Iowa. I'm mixing my metaphors (or similes...but that's just the English teacher talking), but you get the point.
Can't I just buy the sperm a plane ticket or a hummer or something??
Thursday, August 19, 2010
General Thoughts on Whining
I'm going to start by acknowledging the irony of my ranting whine about people whining. Yes, I realize I'm being hypocritical. My bad.
Pregnant people need to stop whining to me about how much pregnancy sucks. Really? You're going to try to tell me about how awful you have it? Right, sure. You have everything that I want in the world, and you want me to feel sorry for you because you threw up this morning? Sorry babe, I'm just not that good natured. I'm at the point where I would relish nausea and vomiting, I'd embrace weird cravings wholeheartedly, and I'd love to have swollen sausage fingers. I went through three months of a rather rocky pregnancy...this is NOT a case of, "if she knew what it was 'really' like...." No, no....I know. I'm at the point that I would do or accept just about anything in order to have a child. If someone told me that for the next nine months I had to speak in rhyming sentences and only eat burned rye bread, I'd be all over it. I've had over a year at this point to realize just how much I want to have a baby....and right now, how much I'd just like to be pregnant...so there's not much that I wouldn't take to have that.
Stop whining.
Pregnant people need to stop whining to me about how much pregnancy sucks. Really? You're going to try to tell me about how awful you have it? Right, sure. You have everything that I want in the world, and you want me to feel sorry for you because you threw up this morning? Sorry babe, I'm just not that good natured. I'm at the point where I would relish nausea and vomiting, I'd embrace weird cravings wholeheartedly, and I'd love to have swollen sausage fingers. I went through three months of a rather rocky pregnancy...this is NOT a case of, "if she knew what it was 'really' like...." No, no....I know. I'm at the point that I would do or accept just about anything in order to have a child. If someone told me that for the next nine months I had to speak in rhyming sentences and only eat burned rye bread, I'd be all over it. I've had over a year at this point to realize just how much I want to have a baby....and right now, how much I'd just like to be pregnant...so there's not much that I wouldn't take to have that.
Stop whining.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
BD scheduling...
My husband is a police officer. He loves his job, and I love that it makes him happy. I have gotten pretty good at ignoring the danger element, and everything works out just fine.
HOWEVER...
He works 4pm-2am. I'm a teacher. I work 7am-3:30pm. Do the math. Not a lot of overlap when we're both working. Now, for the last three cycles, I've been on summer break, and it's been fabulous. I just adjusted to his sleep schedule (hence me blogging at 3:30am) and we BD before we go to sleep like all the normal people do...it just happens to be at 3 or 4 in the morning.
That being said, after this cycle I'm back to my normal work schedule, and then....
How does one justify to a classroom of teenagers (yeah, it's high school....that makes it worse, I think) why I look like death warmed over first thing in the morning for a solid week per month?! "Sorry class, my husband woke me up at 3am so that we could have sex. Oh, and he's going to do it again tonight. But don't worry, I'll be back to normal next week."
HOWEVER...
He works 4pm-2am. I'm a teacher. I work 7am-3:30pm. Do the math. Not a lot of overlap when we're both working. Now, for the last three cycles, I've been on summer break, and it's been fabulous. I just adjusted to his sleep schedule (hence me blogging at 3:30am) and we BD before we go to sleep like all the normal people do...it just happens to be at 3 or 4 in the morning.
That being said, after this cycle I'm back to my normal work schedule, and then....
How does one justify to a classroom of teenagers (yeah, it's high school....that makes it worse, I think) why I look like death warmed over first thing in the morning for a solid week per month?! "Sorry class, my husband woke me up at 3am so that we could have sex. Oh, and he's going to do it again tonight. But don't worry, I'll be back to normal next week."
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Ugh, really?
Having the worst heartburn right now.
So, I'm once again on the "Maybe I should test again...just in case...even though I had AF last week" train. I think this is a large dose of delusion on my part...though I do have some wonky symptoms going on. Massive heartburn. Emotionally ridiculous and uncontrollably swinging. Bloated like it's NOBODY'S business. General feelings of nausea and ickyness.
I'm just plain crazy. *sigh*
I will say, though, that this is one of the lightest AFs I've ever had. Weird.
So, I'm once again on the "Maybe I should test again...just in case...even though I had AF last week" train. I think this is a large dose of delusion on my part...though I do have some wonky symptoms going on. Massive heartburn. Emotionally ridiculous and uncontrollably swinging. Bloated like it's NOBODY'S business. General feelings of nausea and ickyness.
I'm just plain crazy. *sigh*
I will say, though, that this is one of the lightest AFs I've ever had. Weird.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
The start of cycle ten
I can't believe I'm on cycle ten already. Wow. I'm remembering that if I'd gotten pregnant at the beginning of this trying to concieve journey I would have a baby right now. Seems a little crazy.
I've finally gotten a bit of my zen back this weekend. The first day or two of AF were rough this cycle. Once again, I drank the Kool-Aid and totally believed that this was it. It wasn't. That sucks. I think that it was hard since it was on the exact same time table as last year, which would have been kindof cool. It would have been nice to start on that same track at the same starting point. Oh well, I guess it just wasn't the month.
On to cycle ten. I wouldn't mind having a May baby. That's where I'd be if this were the month. The nice thing about April and May is the transition into the summer on maternity leave. I could handle that.
Fingers crossed, yet again.
I've finally gotten a bit of my zen back this weekend. The first day or two of AF were rough this cycle. Once again, I drank the Kool-Aid and totally believed that this was it. It wasn't. That sucks. I think that it was hard since it was on the exact same time table as last year, which would have been kindof cool. It would have been nice to start on that same track at the same starting point. Oh well, I guess it just wasn't the month.
On to cycle ten. I wouldn't mind having a May baby. That's where I'd be if this were the month. The nice thing about April and May is the transition into the summer on maternity leave. I could handle that.
Fingers crossed, yet again.
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