Dear Baby,
The first news is that Mommy is now 10 days into giving up smoking for you! Willpower only. I haven't touched a cigarette since Monday 20th September and i'm doing good. I think this time i've cracked it. Watch this space.
In other news Daddy's second SA reults are back. We haven't got them yet, the doctor wasn't in today so we'll call tomorrow to book an appointment. I'm very aprehensive now as this is it - this is where we find out what options we have. It is good in that whatever the news, at least we know and we can deal with it but still.....it's very scary.
Mommy has ovulated according to her chart. I'm not convinced to be honest - I took a lot of herbal pills this month and again, I don't think it did me any favours. That'll learn me! Ahh well, we'll see.
I am now the proud owner of a CBFM (Clear Blue Fertility Monitor) sent to me by one of my TTC buddies (who by the way is now almost 4 months pregnant! :angrysmiley:) Yes, yes, I know I have a monitor already, but whats one more stick to pee on in the morning right? I tried saying no thanks but she just wanted to help. As does everyone. It didn't hurt me to say yes and thank you and probably made her feel a whole heap better.
Meh.
I said to Daddy last night, I just want to stop with the temperatures and peeing on sticks and sex on demand. If the doctor tells us we won't do it ourselves and we need help then finally we can stop all this - knowing it won't make any difference. Until we're told tho, we'll just keep on hoping and trying.
Love, Mom x
Thursday, 30 September 2010
Sunday, 19 September 2010
Deciding to have a baby is like planning a trip to Australia. You've heard it's a wonderful place. You've read many guidebooks and feel certain you're ready to go. Everyone you know has travelled there by plane. They say it can be a turbulent flight with occasional rough landings, but you can look forward to being pampered on the trip.
So you go to the airport and ask the ticket agent for a ticket to Australia. All around you, excited people are boarding planes for Australia. It seems there is no seat for you: You'll have to wait for the next flight. Impatient, but anticipating a wonderful trip, you wait - and wait - and wait.
Flights to Australia continue to come and go. People say silly things like, "Relax, you'll get on a flight soon." Other people actually get on a plane and then cancel their trip, to which you cry, "It's not fair!"
After a long time the ticket agent tells you, "I'm sorry, we're not going to be able to get you on a plane to Australia. Perhaps you should think about going by boat."
"By boat!" you say, "going by boat will take a very long time and it costs a great deal of money, I really had my heart set on going by plane." So you go home and think about not going to Australia at all. You wonder if Australia will be as beautiful if you approach it by sea rather than air. But you have long dreamed of this wonderful place, and finally you decide to travel by boat.
It's a long trip, many months over many rough seas. No one pampers you. You wonder if you will ever see Australia. Meanwhile, your friends have flown back and forth to Australia two or three more times, marvelling about each trip.
Then one glorious day, the boat docks in Australia. It is more exquisite than you ever imagined, and the beauty is magnified by your long days at sea. You have made many friends during your voyage, and you find yourself comparing stories with others who also travelled by sea rather than air.
People continue to fly to Australia as often as they like, but you are able to travel only once, perhaps twice. Some say things like, "Oh, be glad you didn't fly. My flight was horrible: travelling by sea is so easy."
You will always wonder what it would have been like to fly to Australia. Still, you know God blessed you with a special appreciation of Australia, and the beauty of Australia is not in the way you got there, but in the place itself.
So you go to the airport and ask the ticket agent for a ticket to Australia. All around you, excited people are boarding planes for Australia. It seems there is no seat for you: You'll have to wait for the next flight. Impatient, but anticipating a wonderful trip, you wait - and wait - and wait.
Flights to Australia continue to come and go. People say silly things like, "Relax, you'll get on a flight soon." Other people actually get on a plane and then cancel their trip, to which you cry, "It's not fair!"
After a long time the ticket agent tells you, "I'm sorry, we're not going to be able to get you on a plane to Australia. Perhaps you should think about going by boat."
"By boat!" you say, "going by boat will take a very long time and it costs a great deal of money, I really had my heart set on going by plane." So you go home and think about not going to Australia at all. You wonder if Australia will be as beautiful if you approach it by sea rather than air. But you have long dreamed of this wonderful place, and finally you decide to travel by boat.
It's a long trip, many months over many rough seas. No one pampers you. You wonder if you will ever see Australia. Meanwhile, your friends have flown back and forth to Australia two or three more times, marvelling about each trip.
Then one glorious day, the boat docks in Australia. It is more exquisite than you ever imagined, and the beauty is magnified by your long days at sea. You have made many friends during your voyage, and you find yourself comparing stories with others who also travelled by sea rather than air.
People continue to fly to Australia as often as they like, but you are able to travel only once, perhaps twice. Some say things like, "Oh, be glad you didn't fly. My flight was horrible: travelling by sea is so easy."
You will always wonder what it would have been like to fly to Australia. Still, you know God blessed you with a special appreciation of Australia, and the beauty of Australia is not in the way you got there, but in the place itself.
Thursday, 16 September 2010
Dear Baby,
It's been a while since i've posted but nothing's been happening. Here we are on CD1 (again) and now we're feeling desperate is the only way I can describe it. I had a little cry before work this morning and am teary now.
One week to go until your Daddy's SA and then 2 more weeks until we get the results. We're in limbo until then really. 16, well timed cycles and nada. Nothing. Not even one second feint line. I don't know what we're doing wrong. Even Daddy said last night he's beginning to think it'll never happen for us.
We're going all out this month now. Mummy's stoped drinking, will be stopping smoking in the next few days and daddy's also giving up drinking and his one cup of caffine a day (as well as chocolate, poor love lol). I'll be taking Evening Primrose Oil, Soya Isoflavones, Black Cohosh, Agnus Castus, Liquorice and pregnacare from this cycle on. We just don't know what else to do....
Love, Mom x
It's been a while since i've posted but nothing's been happening. Here we are on CD1 (again) and now we're feeling desperate is the only way I can describe it. I had a little cry before work this morning and am teary now.
One week to go until your Daddy's SA and then 2 more weeks until we get the results. We're in limbo until then really. 16, well timed cycles and nada. Nothing. Not even one second feint line. I don't know what we're doing wrong. Even Daddy said last night he's beginning to think it'll never happen for us.
We're going all out this month now. Mummy's stoped drinking, will be stopping smoking in the next few days and daddy's also giving up drinking and his one cup of caffine a day (as well as chocolate, poor love lol). I'll be taking Evening Primrose Oil, Soya Isoflavones, Black Cohosh, Agnus Castus, Liquorice and pregnacare from this cycle on. We just don't know what else to do....
Love, Mom x
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