Tagged with infertility

The Difference of a Year

The Difference of a Year

It’s Christmas morning and I’ve just laid Brooke back down after a 630am feeding; a third successful night of sleep with our new routine. *fingers crossed* If you had told me last year that I would have a beautiful baby right now I wouldn’t have believed you. I’m still trying to wrap my head around … Continue reading

Choosing Good

Choosing Good

Here we are, wrapping up 2014. What a whirlwind of a year. 2014 sucked. 2014 sucked a big fat donkey dick. When I think about 2014 I think of my Grandmother passing away, infertility and miscarriages, gaining 50lbs, and battling depression. It’s SO easy to get lost in that. It’s too easy to get lost in … Continue reading

Grattitude

Grattitude

Thank you. A lot of people have said they’re encouraged, inspired, and thankful I’ve been so open with our infertility struggle, with our now second miscarriage, etc. And some people don’t get it. It’s such a personal, intimate thing someone goes through. I’m sharing the most inner details of my life. Our lives. I ask Kevin … Continue reading

Gutted

I guess there is no easy way to say this. It happened again. We made it to 5 weeks this time. We found out at 3w3d, told our immediate family at 4 weeks and had a miscarriage at 5 weeks. I was going to tell the rest of our family on Christmas and tell y’all … Continue reading

Operation Stop Stressing and Make a Baby

Operation Stop Stressing and Make a Baby

CVS sent my shipment of Fertility meds. There is nothing more depressing than having a sharps container in your house for your fertility needles. Whomp whomp. I had an ultrasound done the day before we left for the beach to see how I’d responded to the Femara. My NP called me back an hour later … Continue reading

When it’s not working…

When it’s not working…

I’ve been doing this yo-yo, non committed, blame it all on the hormones, screw the weekends approach to eating. It’s not working. It’s not working so well that I’ve lost and gained the same 10 pounds for 5 months now. It’s not working so well that every weekend becomes “I’ll start on Monday” over and … Continue reading

51 weeks and 1 day

51 weeks and 1 day

The truth of the matter is, it all still feels like yesterday. I remember the music that was playing when I checked into my appointment. I remember where we both sat in the waiting room. I still remember exactly what I was wearing the day the ultrasound tech couldn’t find the heartbeat. It’s been 51 … Continue reading

Where is my beer?

Where is my beer?

Kevin and I ran the Michelob Ultra 5k on Saturday. I absolutely loved the course. Tons of rolling hills, but for some odd reason I really enjoyed them. The course was pretty too, lots of farmland and that old country feel to it.  I certainly didn’t set a PR, but considering I haven’t actually trained … Continue reading

Insane Clomid Posse

Insane Clomid Posse

It was a very precise moment when I thought to myself, “Shit…maybe I’m crazy like the rest of them.” Then were several additional times that confirmed my initial thought, though not realized until the storm had passed. I feel like I’m a part of the Insane Clomid Posse. See what I did there? Situation 1: It … Continue reading