Coming together

I have so much to write today it feels overwhelming, but I’ll do my best to string words together that make sense. ๐Ÿ˜‰

I realized this week that I need to give My Two Doctors nicknames. I know I confused a lot of people (including myself) and figured this would make explaining things much easier. So here you go:

  • Dr. Good Looks (GL) is my primary RE (we love him)
    • His name is kind of a shout out to my mom. When asking who my doctor was she said, “Is he that good looking one who performed your surgery?”
  • Dr. Crabby Pants (CP) is the other RE in the practice (we dislike him)
    • Self-explanatory. Seriously.

Now, go back and read my post from Monday and see if it makes more sense. ๐Ÿ˜€

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Is it okay to be thankful Thanksgiving is over?

I adore family time, but being surrounded by food – and not necessarily the healthy kind – stresses me out. In fact, I’m already trying to develop a strategy for navigating through Christmas.

As someone who has a dreadful relationship with food and has struggled with her weight her entire life, I decided after my surgery in July that enough was enough. While I know there are plenty of plus-size women who have healthy, uncomplicated pregnancies, I already have several hurdles to clear. I’d prefer to not add weight to the list.

In September I joined a weight management program through my insurance company and it has proved more frustrating than productive. I’ve lost 1 pound and minimal inches. I feel better and am able to do exercises that were just a pipe dream three months ago, but sometimes it’s difficult to remain positive.

As a high strung, high stress person, part of me wonders if the structured program isn’t right for me after all. Maybe I’d be better off being accountable to only myself (e.g. not worried about being put on program “probation,” letting my trainer down, etc.). It worked in the past. And you know what they say, don’t fix what isn’t broken.

We’ll see.

My immediate goal, however, was to make it through the holiday without gaining. We’ll see if I accomplished it come Monday. ๐Ÿ™‚

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After much stress and heartache, it looks like we’re going to be home owners after all. Yay!

It’s a long, sordid story, but two weeks ago we had to walk away from the house because we couldn’t get financing. Thankfully, the financing issues weren’t with us but how the property was being classified for loan purposes. With the help of our realtor, we were able to connect with a lender who knows the ins and outs of PA codes and we’re meeting with him on Thursday to sign MORE paperwork.

With any luck we’ll be able to close before Christmas. We’re planning on taking the month of January to pack, move and clean one room at a time. We’ll, of course, still have an official moving day where all of the big items and pets make the move, but it will be less stressful as a whole.

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On the Wee One front, I’m currently 4DPO.

I think.

I’ll be honest, I’m not really sure how to mark my O day since it likely happened during the night. Given I took the trigger at 1 p.m. on Monday (CD11) and my OPK was negative Wednesday (CD13), I’d say it’s a safe bet O happened while I slept (CD12-13).

So do I mark O as CD 12 or 13?

Why is this so complicated? Hee!

I gave up on taking my temps because of the meds, so I don’t even have those to go by. Thoughts?

Otherwise, everything is AOK. Much different from last cycle for whatever reason, but nothing to complain about. I had terrible, terrible ovulation pains and sore breasts, but both of those have subsided. My abdomen is still extremely tender and the progesterone is giving me headaches (among other *gross* things that don’t need mentioned here).

But, hey, I’ll work through whatever side effects if it helps us move closer to our goal. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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My family came together yesterday for a surprise baby shower! My cousin and his wife, who will soon be parents to twins, were shocked to say the least. It was a wonderful celebration and the little ones will certainly be well-dressed, well-read and well-diapered!!

I’m not really sure how I lucked out in this department, but I don’t dread baby showers. Maybe it’s because I’m a dreamer (true Pisces right there!) and I welcome the opportunity to fantasize about what will be one day. Of course, I also like to take notes of cool products for future gift-giving or registering. ๐Ÿ˜‰

On this particular occasion, I got to snuggle and play with my little cousins. I got to ooh and ahh over two new babies in attendance. I was also able to have a conversation about our treatment with someone who understands exactly what we’re going through. For those things I am thankful.

Until next time!

xoxoxo

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