i've never thought or talked about sperm so much in a 24 hour period.
the hubby took the news pretty well. i think somehow he saw it coming. all day i assumed he'd forgotten that we were even supposed to call the doctor, and he never mentioned anything. but when i said i had something to talk to him about last night he knew immediately. he had also said something casually in passing after my bloodwork came back normal. it's true that there's some infertility in his family, but it was female infertility on his dad's side, so i'm not sure he thought that was very relevant. he told me he was glad to know and that he was glad it was at least something tangible with one of us. we had read that a full 1/3 of all infertility cases have no resolution: couples can't get pregnant but they never figure out why. he told me last night he knew that would have been worse (for ME, he said) so he was okay with it being something wrong with him. i can't tell how honest he's being about all of this, and he definitely seemed to have things weighing on his mind, but i tried to get him to open up and that was all i got.
he was not in favor of the "wait and see" approach that my doctor suggested. i explained that the doctor said it could have just been a fluke or a temporary situation, but he said, "but don't the past 8 months count as additional proof that things aren't working?" i said not necessarily, but i saw his point. he thought it was ridiculous to wait when we could run more tests to find out more information (he loves information) so he's planning to call the doc and get some more details. i'm in favor of a proactive stance, so i'm glad that's how he's seeing things as well. both because i feel like we're not getting any younger and also just because i'm tired of waiting and seeing.
but also because i did some thinking/reading after my initial reaction to the results yesterday that has my brain spinning a little bit. i'm nervous about the sperm situation because i'm afraid the abnormalities could be something genetic or chromosomally off that would create a messed up baby if we were to conceive somehow. i don't love the idea of messing with nature. if this is his body's way of saying he shouldn't reproduce, i'm inclined to take its word for it. if tests can show us that there's nothing wrong with the sperm other than they just don't do exactly what they're supposed to, then if there's a not-awful and not-expensive way for us to conceive i would still be willing to give it a try. but if not... it just doesn't seem like a good idea. i explained this to him last night -- only because he wanted to talk about it and asked what i thought... i didn't want to overwhelm him, but he said he was okay to discuss -- and he definitely seems to agree with me. i know we'd both feel awful if we conceived a baby with some kind of major issue when we had an inkling that something might be wrong, so it feels like the responsible thing to do is to have some more tests run to make sure that these results aren't indicators of a deeper problem. i haven't done a ton of reading on the topic yet, but from what i've seen it seems like it could be either case, but they have ways to figure stuff like that out.
that's where i am in favor of science helping us out. i am thankful that we have the means to a) find out what's going on, and b) find out if there's anything we can do about it, within reason rather than just mindlessly TTC for years and years. but that's about the extent of my comfort level with scientific assistance. humans have existed for a long time with biology making big decisions for folks, and i think we'd have a better chance of sticking around longer if we worked harder at continuing that trend. it may sound harsh, but the evolutionary anthropology major in me can't ignore millions of years of hard evidence.
not that it's an easy mental adjustment for me to realize that i have a good chance of not giving birth to my own children. i know i've assumed all along that it would work out for us the way it has for most everyone we know... eventually. even though i have always had a problem really imagining myself pregnant, realistically (which is something interesting to think about...), i somehow had at least an unconscious sense that it would happen. trying to wrap my brain around never being pregnant, never giving birth, never breast-feeding... it's weird after years of my body convincing me that my life would be worthless if that didn't happen. intellectually, i know i am fine with the prospect of adoption. i know that in many ways the hubby and i and our lifestyle would actually be better suited for it. but no matter how often i considered it in the past, i don't think i assumed it was reality. so that's a shift in mindset that i'm going to have to work to get comfortable with. because i know the two of us too well to think that we won't deal with this rationally, and i know that the rational thing -- for us, anyway -- is that if conceiving a baby ourselves will be too difficult or possibly inadvisable, that we're not going to do it. this is a reality.
reality really has a way of throwing you for a loop sometimes.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
results
it has been a time of many results and resolutions. not least importantly, that i got my period today and so (obviously) am not pregnant. again.
but we have learned things. on friday i got my bloodwork results, which showed totally normal levels of hormones and that i did successfully ovulate, yadda yadda yadda. i was a bit suspicious about how consistent these results might be, considering that this cycle i didn't feel the awful physical hormonal symptoms that i often do... but it turns out i'm suffering from equal parts of emotional insanity (which may or may not be caused by hormones), so i'm gonna trust the scientific evidence on this one.
then today we got the results of the hubby's semen analysis. well, i shouldn't say "we." because i haven't shared the results with him yet. this is only because they aren't good results, and i'm afraid he's going to be upset. the doc said he is producing the right amount of sperm, but they move and look funny. well, he actually said "the motility and morphology are off," but whatever. he asked if he smokes or takes any medications or works in an environment where he might be exposed to anything harmful or where he's in high temperatures a lot, but none of those things are true (other than some occasional pot-smoking, which he's stopped since we started TTC... and was never very regular anyway. like, once every six months, maybe.) the doc said those are the big causes, but he obviously doesn't think any of them have affected this situation... so he didn't want to jump to any conclusions or take any drastic steps at this point. he said sometimes these things fix themselves over time, and his recommendation is to wait 60-90 days and then have him tested again. he also still wants me to go in for the hystogram, because he wants to cover all of our bases. so i have to call to make that appointment now that i've gotten my period. joy of joys.
he also said, of course, that this doesn't mean i CAN'T get pregnant, but that if it's a consistent circumstance (if the sperm always look and move funny) that it will make it much harder for me to get pregnant. i don't think any of this has sunk in yet, mostly because i am trying to figure out how to share the news with the hubby. i don't want to call him at a client or tell him over email, but i won't see him until about 9:30 tonight and it feels wrong to wait. unless he's forgotten all about getting the results today... which is very possible. so i guess if he doesn't ask, i won't say anything. if he asks, i suppose i'll tell him... because unless i say "everything was fine" he'll know something's up anyway. who knows... maybe he won't be bothered by it, but i feel like men are sensitive about this sort of thing. plus he knows how upset i've been by this whole situation and i don't want him to blame himself or feel guilty about something that's clearly not his fault.
i gotta say, though... secretly... i am glad that it may have nothing to do with me. i don't know why this makes me happy. it feels mean. plus it doesn't really matter in the long run. if he can't make a baby we are not going to have a baby of our own. i would never want to be inseminated with someone else's junk. we'll adopt and that will be fine. so the turnout for me is exactly the same as if i was the one with an issue, but somehow it feels better that it's not my "fault." which i'm sure is exactly how he would feel, too. man, this is complicated stuff. thank the stars i have therapy this afternoon...
but we have learned things. on friday i got my bloodwork results, which showed totally normal levels of hormones and that i did successfully ovulate, yadda yadda yadda. i was a bit suspicious about how consistent these results might be, considering that this cycle i didn't feel the awful physical hormonal symptoms that i often do... but it turns out i'm suffering from equal parts of emotional insanity (which may or may not be caused by hormones), so i'm gonna trust the scientific evidence on this one.
then today we got the results of the hubby's semen analysis. well, i shouldn't say "we." because i haven't shared the results with him yet. this is only because they aren't good results, and i'm afraid he's going to be upset. the doc said he is producing the right amount of sperm, but they move and look funny. well, he actually said "the motility and morphology are off," but whatever. he asked if he smokes or takes any medications or works in an environment where he might be exposed to anything harmful or where he's in high temperatures a lot, but none of those things are true (other than some occasional pot-smoking, which he's stopped since we started TTC... and was never very regular anyway. like, once every six months, maybe.) the doc said those are the big causes, but he obviously doesn't think any of them have affected this situation... so he didn't want to jump to any conclusions or take any drastic steps at this point. he said sometimes these things fix themselves over time, and his recommendation is to wait 60-90 days and then have him tested again. he also still wants me to go in for the hystogram, because he wants to cover all of our bases. so i have to call to make that appointment now that i've gotten my period. joy of joys.
he also said, of course, that this doesn't mean i CAN'T get pregnant, but that if it's a consistent circumstance (if the sperm always look and move funny) that it will make it much harder for me to get pregnant. i don't think any of this has sunk in yet, mostly because i am trying to figure out how to share the news with the hubby. i don't want to call him at a client or tell him over email, but i won't see him until about 9:30 tonight and it feels wrong to wait. unless he's forgotten all about getting the results today... which is very possible. so i guess if he doesn't ask, i won't say anything. if he asks, i suppose i'll tell him... because unless i say "everything was fine" he'll know something's up anyway. who knows... maybe he won't be bothered by it, but i feel like men are sensitive about this sort of thing. plus he knows how upset i've been by this whole situation and i don't want him to blame himself or feel guilty about something that's clearly not his fault.
i gotta say, though... secretly... i am glad that it may have nothing to do with me. i don't know why this makes me happy. it feels mean. plus it doesn't really matter in the long run. if he can't make a baby we are not going to have a baby of our own. i would never want to be inseminated with someone else's junk. we'll adopt and that will be fine. so the turnout for me is exactly the same as if i was the one with an issue, but somehow it feels better that it's not my "fault." which i'm sure is exactly how he would feel, too. man, this is complicated stuff. thank the stars i have therapy this afternoon...
Thursday, October 21, 2010
cycle 8, day 23
wow, holy hormones, batman.
just as i'm beginning to give thanks for my hormones not wreaking physical havoc with me this cycle (read previous post), i realize that they are totally screwing with my emotional well-being. last night i completely flipped out on the hubby in front of two friends, which he hates more than the average person because he's too sensitive for his own good (see, i can't even be nice about it NOW!). he deserved to be shut up, but i --literally -- yelled at him and caused an uncomfortable scene. when i apologized later i got all worked up and ended up yelling again. this is not my normal demeanor with him, or with anyone, really... at least not anymore. i used to be a loose cannon, in my early to mid-20s. then i learned some self-control. this aforementioned social grace seems to have completely vanished the past couple of days.
today i got roped into going on a field trip at the last minute because a teacher was sick, and while this annoyed me slightly, i handled it fine. i even was totally calm and agreeable dealing with a mob of 3rd graders in a museum for most of the day, as the only experienced teacher who wasn't falling down half-dead and running a fever (have i mentioned my school may need to be quarantined???). but then emails that i'm receiving from friends and my husband about benign and even fun things like planning holiday parties and whatnot are sending me into fits of insanity. thankfully, i'm not yelling at work. that would be irresponsible even for 25-year-old me. but i feel like my blood is boiling, and then i feel like sobbing within five minutes.
it probably also doesn't help that i keep having this insane dreams, which last night included my dearly departed grandmother holding and singing to my baby. egads, body and brain! CHILL OUT!
of course in addition to whatever my hormones are choosing to do this month, i know there's the other stressors in the background contributing to everything. i had my blood drawn yesterday and have to call tomorrow for results. and i have a hunch that part of why the hubby was so out of sorts last night was because of his little "procedure" today. i completely understand him being anxious about it, but -- at this moment, at least -- i cannot tolerate his total ignorance of how much harder this whole thing is for me, and how much harder this entire endeavor is for women in general! he really has no clue. do any men, truly? sometimes i really believe we might be extinct if child-bearing fell on them. seriously.
this afternoon i have the office to myself for the remainder of the day, which is a good thing. i need to chill, probably run out for another coffee, and try to feel like a normal person again. i've got at least three more days until my period comes (or doesn't, but probably does). i might end up locked up by then if i can't get a handle on myself. sheesh.
just as i'm beginning to give thanks for my hormones not wreaking physical havoc with me this cycle (read previous post), i realize that they are totally screwing with my emotional well-being. last night i completely flipped out on the hubby in front of two friends, which he hates more than the average person because he's too sensitive for his own good (see, i can't even be nice about it NOW!). he deserved to be shut up, but i --literally -- yelled at him and caused an uncomfortable scene. when i apologized later i got all worked up and ended up yelling again. this is not my normal demeanor with him, or with anyone, really... at least not anymore. i used to be a loose cannon, in my early to mid-20s. then i learned some self-control. this aforementioned social grace seems to have completely vanished the past couple of days.
today i got roped into going on a field trip at the last minute because a teacher was sick, and while this annoyed me slightly, i handled it fine. i even was totally calm and agreeable dealing with a mob of 3rd graders in a museum for most of the day, as the only experienced teacher who wasn't falling down half-dead and running a fever (have i mentioned my school may need to be quarantined???). but then emails that i'm receiving from friends and my husband about benign and even fun things like planning holiday parties and whatnot are sending me into fits of insanity. thankfully, i'm not yelling at work. that would be irresponsible even for 25-year-old me. but i feel like my blood is boiling, and then i feel like sobbing within five minutes.
it probably also doesn't help that i keep having this insane dreams, which last night included my dearly departed grandmother holding and singing to my baby. egads, body and brain! CHILL OUT!
of course in addition to whatever my hormones are choosing to do this month, i know there's the other stressors in the background contributing to everything. i had my blood drawn yesterday and have to call tomorrow for results. and i have a hunch that part of why the hubby was so out of sorts last night was because of his little "procedure" today. i completely understand him being anxious about it, but -- at this moment, at least -- i cannot tolerate his total ignorance of how much harder this whole thing is for me, and how much harder this entire endeavor is for women in general! he really has no clue. do any men, truly? sometimes i really believe we might be extinct if child-bearing fell on them. seriously.
this afternoon i have the office to myself for the remainder of the day, which is a good thing. i need to chill, probably run out for another coffee, and try to feel like a normal person again. i've got at least three more days until my period comes (or doesn't, but probably does). i might end up locked up by then if i can't get a handle on myself. sheesh.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
cycle 8, day 22
well, the good news is that my hormonal symptoms subsided after a couple of days this month. of course, then i just got normal sick, thanks to the crazy germs flying around my school the past couple of weeks. i was just exhausted and achy for a couple of days, but one half day to stay home and a couple good nights of sleep seemed to do the trick. so i've actually been pretty good at not obsessing about the two-week wait this time around. sadly, i do think this is also because i've convinced myself that something is "wrong," but i'm not terribly upset about it at the moment because i have an Action Plan. so i'm not in a bad place, overall.
i had my blood drawn today to check my hormone levels, and the hubby is going in for his semen analysis tomorrow. i'm supposed to call for the blood test results on friday, so we'll see if that tells us anything. the hubby is really anxious about what awaits him tomorrow; i'm trying to be sympathetic, because i do understand how weird the whole scenario must be, but at the same time it's just so much simpler for him. this one test should tell us everything we need to know on his end. there's so many more things that could be going on with me. but there's no use minimizing his experience, because it's his experience and i know he'll be freaked out no matter what. but i'm secretly excited to hear all the gory details once it's over... i really want to know what kind of "visuals" he'll be provided with to speed the process along! ha!
i had my blood drawn today to check my hormone levels, and the hubby is going in for his semen analysis tomorrow. i'm supposed to call for the blood test results on friday, so we'll see if that tells us anything. the hubby is really anxious about what awaits him tomorrow; i'm trying to be sympathetic, because i do understand how weird the whole scenario must be, but at the same time it's just so much simpler for him. this one test should tell us everything we need to know on his end. there's so many more things that could be going on with me. but there's no use minimizing his experience, because it's his experience and i know he'll be freaked out no matter what. but i'm secretly excited to hear all the gory details once it's over... i really want to know what kind of "visuals" he'll be provided with to speed the process along! ha!
Friday, October 15, 2010
here we go again...
Day 17, 5dpo, and it's the same story again... I feel like crap.
i was all set to not pay attention this cycle. i have an action plan with the doc, i have next steps to look toward... i really wanted not to notice or care about the two-week wait at all. but my body doesn't seem to be in favor of that.
we went out to dinner with the in-laws and another couple last night (friends of theirs that make the dining experience much more fun, truth be told). my stomach had been feeling a little strange since yesterday afternoon (I also spotted a tiny bit yesterday) and by the time my entree was served my appetite had pretty much disappeared. by bedtime I was having that weird, semi-nauseated feeling again, and I woke up at 4:30am with horrible cramps that kept me awake until I had to get up for work anyway. last month they were on the right side, this month they're on the left. now that I'm up and about I feel a bit better, but I have a dull headache and I am so tired I could cry.
ao this is it, I guess. i'm not stupid enough to think these are implantation symptoms or whatever else anymore. clearly this is my hormones being COMPLETELY INSANE. right after my LH surge at ovulation every cycle, when things dip back down or whatever the heck they do, this seems to be what happens. even in a month such as this one, the every-other month that i used to call my "off" month during which i never had a single instance of pms and my period often snuck up on me. there will certainly be no sneaking anymore. i have at least 9 or 10 days to wait for my period, and i anticipate each of them being as uncomfortable and annoying as that waiting time was last month.
how unfair/infuriating/ironic/ridiculous is it that this waited until precisely when i started trying to conceive? talk about timing. i've been off of the pill and monitoring my cycles for almost four years, so i am quite aware that none of this was going on when i was younger. i've watched it get worse and worse for the past year or so. i guess i know that hormones change in your mid-30s, and that's why everyone says it's so much harder to get pregnant after that point. but somehow i thought i'd be immune to all of that. silly me.
at least i'm going for bloodwork on wednesday -- perhaps there will be some kind of glaring red flag right away and we can figure this out. i wish i could have some kind of a magic mirror to know what's going on inside me right NOW, though... i can only imagine the hormonal chaos. we are quite complicated beings, aren't we?
i was all set to not pay attention this cycle. i have an action plan with the doc, i have next steps to look toward... i really wanted not to notice or care about the two-week wait at all. but my body doesn't seem to be in favor of that.
we went out to dinner with the in-laws and another couple last night (friends of theirs that make the dining experience much more fun, truth be told). my stomach had been feeling a little strange since yesterday afternoon (I also spotted a tiny bit yesterday) and by the time my entree was served my appetite had pretty much disappeared. by bedtime I was having that weird, semi-nauseated feeling again, and I woke up at 4:30am with horrible cramps that kept me awake until I had to get up for work anyway. last month they were on the right side, this month they're on the left. now that I'm up and about I feel a bit better, but I have a dull headache and I am so tired I could cry.
ao this is it, I guess. i'm not stupid enough to think these are implantation symptoms or whatever else anymore. clearly this is my hormones being COMPLETELY INSANE. right after my LH surge at ovulation every cycle, when things dip back down or whatever the heck they do, this seems to be what happens. even in a month such as this one, the every-other month that i used to call my "off" month during which i never had a single instance of pms and my period often snuck up on me. there will certainly be no sneaking anymore. i have at least 9 or 10 days to wait for my period, and i anticipate each of them being as uncomfortable and annoying as that waiting time was last month.
how unfair/infuriating/ironic/ridiculous is it that this waited until precisely when i started trying to conceive? talk about timing. i've been off of the pill and monitoring my cycles for almost four years, so i am quite aware that none of this was going on when i was younger. i've watched it get worse and worse for the past year or so. i guess i know that hormones change in your mid-30s, and that's why everyone says it's so much harder to get pregnant after that point. but somehow i thought i'd be immune to all of that. silly me.
at least i'm going for bloodwork on wednesday -- perhaps there will be some kind of glaring red flag right away and we can figure this out. i wish i could have some kind of a magic mirror to know what's going on inside me right NOW, though... i can only imagine the hormonal chaos. we are quite complicated beings, aren't we?
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
"infertility"
it is incredibly disheartening to read the word "infertility" scrawled in my gynecologist's pen at the bottom of a medical form, but along with this comes a feeling of relief. i am a doer. i hate nothing more than sitting around, feeling out of control, waiting for things to happen. and so now, after seven months of TTC, my doctor has stepped in.
i adore my gynecologist. if every doctor operated the way that he does, people wouldn't complain about the medical industry the way that they do. this is why i still schlep my way to the upper east side despite having moved to brooklyn six years ago; you can't find doctors like this just anywhere. his bedside manner is genuine and kind without it becoming coddling. if you have a question or concern, you can -- get this -- call him on the phone! if he's not available right then, he calls back by the end of the day. so i feel completely content having turned to him in my hour of need and i trust that he'll do what's best for me. i have no idea what i'll do when/if i actually get pregnant, as traveling so far out of my way so often (particularly when i'm fat and unhappy) is probably unwise. but i'll cross that bridge later.
as expected, he was happy to listen to my concerns and not at all dismissive of them, and was very matter-of-fact about our next steps. he said that everything looked fine in my regular exam, which is -- of course -- good. then we talked strategy.
1) the fact that my ovulation monitor has given me a positive reading each month is a good sign that i'm ovulating. he's not concerned about this being an issue.
2) next most important concern: the hubby needs to have a semen analysis. he gave me a "prescription" for him to take to a nearby lab and said we should do that as soon as possible.
3) a week from today i go back for bloodwork. he said we need to wait until well after my ovulation time to be able to get an accurate reading of my hormone situation, so today was too soon (Day 15, 3dpo).
4) if i'm not pregnant this time, i need to make an appointment for a hystogram (hysterosalpingogram) at the start of my next cycle. that, i learned today, is an outpatient hospital procedure in which dye is injected into the cervix so that they can see if my tubes are open and functional. i am not looking forward to this. however, i have read that -- assuming all is normal -- you actually have a slightly higher chance of getting pregnant the month that you have the hystogram done because it opens the tubes up more and clears stuff out. so there's that.
in the meantime, he'll let me know how my regular pap smear looks (we assume fine and normal), and he said i should get in touch with him as each of these steps are taken care of so that we can see how things are going. he agreed that seven months at my age is nothing to sneeze at and he seemed glad that i came in to start things rolling. so i'm feeling good about the process right now.
even though he wrote in the diagnosis section of the forms: "infertility." surely that's not a definite diagnosis.
and of course i'm hoping that none of this will be necessary in the end because i'll (fingers crossed!) end up pregnant this time around! we did a very thorough job of trying this cycle, and i'm feeling optimistic.
ovulation days: 11, 12
attempts: days 9, 10, 12, 13
and at least this is an "off" month for my insane pms, so regardless of how things turn out hopefully i won't end up in agony again. well... at least not physical agony. another unsuccessful month will be frustrating, but i will try to focus on our action plan. i like plans. i like action. it'll all be ok.
i adore my gynecologist. if every doctor operated the way that he does, people wouldn't complain about the medical industry the way that they do. this is why i still schlep my way to the upper east side despite having moved to brooklyn six years ago; you can't find doctors like this just anywhere. his bedside manner is genuine and kind without it becoming coddling. if you have a question or concern, you can -- get this -- call him on the phone! if he's not available right then, he calls back by the end of the day. so i feel completely content having turned to him in my hour of need and i trust that he'll do what's best for me. i have no idea what i'll do when/if i actually get pregnant, as traveling so far out of my way so often (particularly when i'm fat and unhappy) is probably unwise. but i'll cross that bridge later.
as expected, he was happy to listen to my concerns and not at all dismissive of them, and was very matter-of-fact about our next steps. he said that everything looked fine in my regular exam, which is -- of course -- good. then we talked strategy.
1) the fact that my ovulation monitor has given me a positive reading each month is a good sign that i'm ovulating. he's not concerned about this being an issue.
2) next most important concern: the hubby needs to have a semen analysis. he gave me a "prescription" for him to take to a nearby lab and said we should do that as soon as possible.
3) a week from today i go back for bloodwork. he said we need to wait until well after my ovulation time to be able to get an accurate reading of my hormone situation, so today was too soon (Day 15, 3dpo).
4) if i'm not pregnant this time, i need to make an appointment for a hystogram (hysterosalpingogram) at the start of my next cycle. that, i learned today, is an outpatient hospital procedure in which dye is injected into the cervix so that they can see if my tubes are open and functional. i am not looking forward to this. however, i have read that -- assuming all is normal -- you actually have a slightly higher chance of getting pregnant the month that you have the hystogram done because it opens the tubes up more and clears stuff out. so there's that.
in the meantime, he'll let me know how my regular pap smear looks (we assume fine and normal), and he said i should get in touch with him as each of these steps are taken care of so that we can see how things are going. he agreed that seven months at my age is nothing to sneeze at and he seemed glad that i came in to start things rolling. so i'm feeling good about the process right now.
even though he wrote in the diagnosis section of the forms: "infertility." surely that's not a definite diagnosis.
and of course i'm hoping that none of this will be necessary in the end because i'll (fingers crossed!) end up pregnant this time around! we did a very thorough job of trying this cycle, and i'm feeling optimistic.
ovulation days: 11, 12
attempts: days 9, 10, 12, 13
and at least this is an "off" month for my insane pms, so regardless of how things turn out hopefully i won't end up in agony again. well... at least not physical agony. another unsuccessful month will be frustrating, but i will try to focus on our action plan. i like plans. i like action. it'll all be ok.
Friday, October 8, 2010
Cycle 8, Day 10
i've done a pretty good job not getting down for the past couple of weeks. it's been busy, i had my birthday celebration plus renovation insanity (it's almost done!!!) plus general busy-ness at school. but this week began my fertile time, so we're back on the metaphorical horse. what's frustrating today, though, is that the ovulation monitor gave me my 3rd straight high fertility day with no sign of ovulation. usually two days is the most i get before my peak days, but i'm hoping it's not a big deal and this is just a later ovulating month. it's more typical for it to happen around day 10, but days 11-13 have happened, so i'm not panicked... yet.
meanwhile, we're prepping for a long weekend in florida with my family, during which the hubby and i'll be staying in a hotel and hopefully have some good, relaxing alone time that we haven't had in as long as we can remember. the last time we traveled together was last january when we visited the in-laws, which isn't exactly the most peaceful vacation. and while this still won't be a dream getaway, it will be nicer than sleeping amidst sheetrock dust with contractors waking us up at 8am to install cabinets. if ovulation can wait until i have a beachfront soundtrack out the window... all the better.
meanwhile, we're prepping for a long weekend in florida with my family, during which the hubby and i'll be staying in a hotel and hopefully have some good, relaxing alone time that we haven't had in as long as we can remember. the last time we traveled together was last january when we visited the in-laws, which isn't exactly the most peaceful vacation. and while this still won't be a dream getaway, it will be nicer than sleeping amidst sheetrock dust with contractors waking us up at 8am to install cabinets. if ovulation can wait until i have a beachfront soundtrack out the window... all the better.
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