+ opk!

•March 31, 2010 • 2 Comments

Wow, I haven’t done this in a while. It’s funny how excited I got.


cycle 1

•March 17, 2010 • Leave a Comment

was 30 days. Not bad, not bad at all. I can’t decide on whether or not to chart this next time. I half assed it with no temps last month.

Decisions decisions.

Methinks I’ll sleep with the thermometer tonight Justin Case.


•February 26, 2010 • 3 Comments

Right on track so far.

Aaaaaaaaaaaand Lactaid isn’t working. I may lose my mind soon. Although I am enjoying my soy mochas from Starbucks. I joined their rewards program and get free soy milk in my drinks. Woot!

hmm, that’s interesting

•February 14, 2010 • 3 Comments

I finally went to pick up my script for Provera yesterday. I was going to take a test this morning, as instructed, then start it today. Sure enough, I started to spot last night. Today it’s very light. I wouldn’t consider it flow yet. As of right now there is no need to take the Provera.

And I just picked up some Lactaid. I downed a glass of milk this morning because it was taunting me and I’ve been paying for it big time. I think it’s getting worse. I hope this stuff works.


•February 10, 2010 • 3 Comments

I never thought I would need it to start my period. My cycles before getting pregnant were pretty normal. 29-33 days. Ovulating regularly was a different story.

It’s been 13 weeks since O was born and 6 weeks since I last pumped. I thought for sure that when I called the doc last week that I would start this week. Nope. So I’m going to start Provera tomorrow, providing I remember to go pick it up after work. If I don’t start within 2 weeks of my last (10th) pill, I call the doc back.

Are we crazy for wanting another child so soon? Yes, maybe, I don’t know, probably. But we aren’t getting any younger.

I can’t live in denial forever

•February 1, 2010 • 14 Comments

I’m afraid I have become lactose intolerant. It’s weird because I drank so much milk and ate my fair of string cheese while pregnant and never had any problems. I craved ice cold milk. So much that our 4 frozen beer mugs turned into my 4 frozen milk mugs.

Since giving birth, my body just can’t tolerate it. I turn into Farty McFartson a few hours after drinking milk or eating pretty much anything dairy. I have been in denial for almost 12 weeks now. I go back to work on February 8th and I can’t just walk around the office crop dusting the place like I have at my house for the past 3 months. That is probably against some sort of policy.

I’m not sure how to deal with this now that I’ve had a come to Jesus moment. What about my mochas? Ice cream? Pizza?

The worse part – cookies. I can’t enjoy cookies without milk. Downing a glass of soy or rice milk after 3 delicious oreo cookies just isn’t the same. I might just crawl into a ball and pout. This isn’t going to end well for anyone involved.

bitchfest warning

•January 19, 2010 • 1 Comment

My mom has never been one to go to the doctor on a regular basis. I can’t be too critical as the only docs I see on a regular basis are my OB and Dentist. Anywho, she hurt her back last week. Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem, but she is my primary care giver to Olivia when I go back to work in less than 3 weeks.

Seriously, she hasn’t lifted a finger for herself in two years, and last week she decided it was a good diea to shovel her driveway. AYFKM? This is the kind of thing that she would previously call my brother for or ask my husband. And she only did a strip to the mailbox.

She called me last Friday to bring her some pain medicine. I took her a few Tylenol 3s. Just enough to take the edge off so she could drive.next.fucking.door to the immediate care center and get evaluated. She wouldn’t let me take her right then.

I told her that back problems don’t just go away in a few days and if she can’t walk or pick up Olivia, she can’t watch her. I’m 99.9% positive that this struck a nerve with her (no pun intended). Fast forward 2 days. She went to the ICC. They told her that she had done something to her sciatic nerve and gave her lortabs. This explains the pain in the lower back and legs and why it’s so hard for her to walk right now.

Fuck me running. I don’t want to put O into daycare until she’s at least a year old. I may not have a choice. Ugh. Mom is just as disappointed as I am right now because she realy wants to take care of her during the day. We’ve been talking and preparing for it for almost a year now. As soon as we told her I was pregnant, she asked to keep her 3 days a week.

She has an appointment with her doctor on Friday. Hopefully, the nerve isn’t totally shot and she will feel better soon. Not so much for me and Olivia, but for herself. She’s retired and if she stays in bed all day popping lortabs, she might get comfortable. She doesn’t have a history of this behavior, but I kmow how easy it can be when you aren’t working and still getting an income.

Hopefully, the thought of not being able to see O all the time like she was planning will be enough for her to strive to get better. I really hope so.