Meet Huckleberry, whom we call Huck. He’s our new 10 week old Bull Dog / Jack Russell / Lab mix (Bull Jack Lab). He’s a rescue with a few separation anxiety issues. The first 10 weeks of his life were pretty rough. I don’t know if I could be any more in love with him. … Continue reading
A couple of Kevin’s coworkers sent us the most beautiful flower arrangement that did wonders for my spirit. It made me feel hopeful and gave me purpose. As soon as I started feeling sad I’d look at these flowers and be reminded that even though things feel so ugly, there is still beauty in the … Continue reading
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
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
I had an ultrasound done last week that showed I had two huge follicles (24.8mm and 24.5mm ) on my Left ovary and none on my right. I got the whole, “WOWZAS! These are big and both might drop, which means twins are a possibility” talk. We’re fine with that. The Doctor was very happy … Continue reading
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
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
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
I set my expectations MUCH lower this week for multiple reasons, including the fact that this Clomid has left me RAVENOUS and bloated. Things the Clomid has also done: made me exhausted, given me tons of acne and cramping. On top of the acne, due to my ravenous state, I couldn’t wait three minutes for … Continue reading
“Here…do you want me to…” “No, I’ve got it.” “Are you sure? I can give you a hand-jibber.” “Yeah…just…let me do this. This is… weird.” “Alright…I’ll be downstairs…” ______ Shit, do I put a seat belt around it? What if I get pulled over? How do I explain that time is of the essence? Sorry, … Continue reading
Damn girl, that's a lot of fattitude 