Friday, August 13, 2010

Mambo Number Five

A little over a year after embarking on this journey, we have yet to reach our final destination. Strangely enough, I'm not entirely concerned about it. Yes, I want to have a baby. But month after month when I get my period, I'm not devastated. I keep on trucking. Still believing, still optimistic. It's not my style to be overly uptight about not getting pregnant. I wonder how long that will last?

Regardless of the fact that I am not a crazy-woman-trying-to-conceive, last week I did decide to invest in an Ovulation Predictor Kit. Funny, it's exactly like a pregnancy test...pee on the stick, try to decipher the lines. Five days in, and I have not ovulated. I have wondered throughout this journey that it's possible I might not be ovulating at all, and that's why I have not conceived. I guess we'll see. I've always been the type who believes that knowledge is power. So, if I find that I am not ovulating, this isn't necessarily a bad thing. At least I know, and then we can fix it. I'm more determined than ever to be relaxed and enjoy the process, whatever it entails. Because the one constant in all this: enjoying the horizontal mambo with my man on a regular basis.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Jesus H. Christ

I swear to god everyone around me is having a baby or has just had a baby. I realize at my age and this time in my life, it's inevitable. My friends, coworkers, they're all having babies. Fine. But shit, even the blogs I read are pregnant. I read sewing and craft blogs...one would think that these blogs would not be filled, and I mean FILLED, with babies. It's inescapable. I make things for the people I know having babies. And I enjoy it. Really, I do. But all I want is to have my own little munchkin to make stuff for.

On another note, it's funny how even though I don't have kids, I totally judge those who do. A friend once told me that it's easy to be a really great mom when you don't have any kids.

Touche.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

365

It's been one year. No baby yet. The end.

It really IS that simple. We have officially hit the one year mark. No pregnancy. Yet, the whole thing is actually complicated. Who knew? You stop taking birth control, you get pregnant, you have a baby...that's what I thought would happen. A full year later, we're at the exact same spot as we were one year ago. Seriously?

I recently decided to get back into yoga. It's something I love and the best workout for me, personally. I had been putting it off because why worry about getting in good shape if I'm going to get pregnant any day now? A year later and I. Am. Fat. My mother-in-law likes to say that a woman needs some meat on her bones to carry a baby. Well that's not the issue here, clearly. I'm secretly hoping that the yoga will work some kind of magic in my body. Right the wrong, fix the broken, heal the wounded. Overly dramatic? Perhaps. But if all I get out of it is a flat stomach, will it be worth it? Definitely.

Namaste.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Blog Blog Bloggity Blog

Someone recently told me that a blogger shouldn't blog about why they haven't blogged in a while, they should just blog. But the reason I haven't blogged in quite some time is directly related to the subject matter of this blog, so allow me to explain. This is a blog about trying to get pregnant. I have yet to get pregnant. I don't update often because, frankly, I don't want to be reminded all the time that it's taking longer than I thought it would. I don't want to be that girl. Not yet. I want a baby, but I also want to be relaxed about it. It would be so easy to think about it all day every day, but I don't think that's healthy. What will be, will be. At least for now.

With that being said, I am taking the next step in figuring out this fertility thing. I recently got a great book, "Taking Charge of Your Fertility," by Toni Weschler. It's about the Fertility Awareness Method, or FAM, and can be used to prevent or achieve pregnancy. Basically, it teaches you how to read your body (determine if and when you are ovulating) through charting your basal body temperature and cervical fluid. Yeah, I said cervical fluid. Every morning, as soon as I open my eyes, I take my temperature and mark it on a chart. (It took about a week or so to remember to do this before I get up to pee.) And while I will spare you the details of the cervical fluid-thing, that, apparently, is the biggest indicator and most important analysis of all. Charting all of this allows you to determine exactly when you are ovulating, thus pinpointing precisely when you are most fertile, which tells you when to do the horizontal mambo. Sweet. Not that I need to be told to do it, but if I'm having sex at the time that I am most fertile, and I'm still not getting pregnant, there could be a bigger issue.

Since this is my first month to chart, I don't have any idea what my cycle is like. After a couple of months of charting, I should know what my body is or isn't doing. I'll be more knowledgeable, and knowledge is power, right?

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Long Time No See

It's been a really long time since I have posted on this blog. Since August, actually. It's January now. See, this is a blog about trying to have a baby. It is not a blog detailing how to get pregnant, and since that is what we've been trying to do for the last six months, I figured I would spare you the blow by blow. Ahem.

We've been doing our thing for awhile now, to no avail. Granted, I had a few months of...irregularity. Guess being on the pill for an eternity will do that to a girl. Just when I thought things were getting on a more regular schedule, I was 10 days late for my period. Could it be??? Took another test: negative. And of course, the next day, I started.

So, we keep on keeping on. I'm not sure what to think at this point. Most everything I've read says that you should try for a year before you go to some sort of specialist. *sigh* See, the thing is, we didn't start trying to have a baby until we were ready to have one. And once I was ready to have one, I want one now. Patience was never my virtue.