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This is a blog about me, Ally, 44 now...trying to conceive baby #3. After 5 years, several miscarriages and heartaches we finally did it. Ava Lynn was born on January 30th 2009. Now I have two teenagers and a baby! Ally wants three is now complete. It's all gravy from here on in...
Well, I tested this morning...first pee too...and you guessed it. BFN. I had a feeling it wasn't my time. So, I guess it's onto next month.
I found this on another site and thought it was interesting:
Well, my ticker is wrong...I'll have to fix it. I am on CD 29 and tested this morning with a BIG FAT NEGATIVE! I even took one of those 4 day early tests by First Response. I had a false faint line on another test I took yesterday and I knew better than to believe it could be something.
My gut told me not to have the mammogram. I went there fighting it and filled out all the papers...but what if??? What if I was pregnant, and something happened to the fetus?? I just couldn't risk it. I was embarassed to have to tell the mammographer...but she completely understood and thought it best if I wait. Turns out she was trying to have a child too. She made me feel better about my decision.
Yea, what a total fucking letdown. CD 27 and you guessed it...negative. I have never had a positive before the 28th day so maybe there is still hope....or maybe I'm holding on by a thread. Probably the later.
Well, nothing much to report today. I'm due for AF any time now. I have no PMS symptoms and no PG symptoms so I'm just stumped this month.
well, not literally LOL.
Well, I realized something today as I was looking at my calendar. On Friday I have an appointment to get a mammogram. I can't have one if I am pregnant so I have to test the morning before I go. I pretty much know the outcome but just in case...
You'll just never believe what that f&*#^n monitor did to me today! I woke up and was not going to pee into the stick no matter WHAT it asked me! SO I smirked at that thing while I peed and I left smirking at it...TAKE THAT I even thought in my head. I am CD 23 and I was not going to see those two damn bars one more time. I didn't even turn the damn thing on.
Nothing much to report. Still 2 bars...I don't think I will be testing anymore. Why bother? I don't have that pain on my side anymore, so we'll just have to wait and see if it was "just a pain" or an "implantation pain". I don't think I'm going to test unless I'm over 32 days anyway. But we'll see.
This made me laugh...when I really needed it. CD 21 and as you guess AGAIN...2 bars. I feel like throwing that machine across the window...or maybe just flush it...Hmmmm. Anyway, Enjoy.
I have no clue if I ov'd this month. The stupid lady at Clear Plan told me this may be the month I didn't seeing I didn't get a peak yet at CD20. I will still continue the progesterone...which is tomorrow night and see what happens. I don't feel overly confident at all.
Well, this is very frustrating. Another high fertility day...this would make 7. I called the Clear blue number and the lady told me that it's normal. She also said that if it continues, then goes back to low I could have not ovulated or I have a cycle longer than the monitor can detect. So, I guess
It was nicccce. I'm so not used to being pampered but it's a welcome change. It's right in town so I went in there with my hair in a pony tail and end up looking like a million bucks. I got my hair colored and highlighted which was great. I chose an auburn for the highlights because it is close to my natural color. My main goal was to get rid of the greys. She told me she only saw a few so that was a relief. I hope Dave like's it.
Well, still high fertility. No peak yet and I don't think it will for some reason. 5 more days til I take the progesterone. I hope it helps. We've been bding like mad. I be honest, I hate it when it's forced. I'm sure my husband does too. I thought the monitor would give me a few keys days but it's been high for a week now. When peak comes, I'll be so not in the mood...but you know I'll still do it.
Last night my husband calls me from the party and askes if our other nephew can spend the night. Initially I would have said yes, no problem but I still had a bad a taste in my mouth after last weekend's fiasco. Kelly wanted to stay there so we did a swap. It was ok, no problems but I hate when she sleeps over somewhere. She is 10 but I'm still so protective over my kids. I guess I'll just have to relax and let her be a kid.
Sunday. My perverbial day or rest. Maybe today it will be. At least I slept til 7 this morning, that was a blessing. Into the bathroom to do the usual...turn my monitor on and see what it says. Wow, it didn't ask me to take a test today. It just read 2 bars. Hmmm. Maybe my estrogen levels are steadying and no surge yet. Ok, no biggie. Hopefully I will see a peak tomorrow.
Well, I thought I'd be able to sleep a little longer today but it's just not meant to be. Michael, being sick, was coughing his little heart out and every time he did, he'd say "UH-OH"...his way of saying something is wrong. I slept on the living room cough with my daughter last night (her idea) so his bellows were pretty loud. I determined that he had a sore throat and every time he coughed, he hurt it again. I could barely see reaching for the Robbitussin CF. It seemed to do the trick but then he and I, were wide awake. I decided to make him breakfast and when I went into the kitchen, looked at the clock. It was 5:15 AM! Sheesh! Oh well, what can ya do. David was due up in about 30 minutes to play golf so while I was there, I made him breakfast too. Bagels toasting, eggs sizzling and me standing there thinking to myself...wow, I'm up so early, cooking and I'm happy. I realized this is what makes me happy. Making sure my family is well taken care of. Being a mother and wife sure felt clear to me at that moment. I am a true nurterer. I even made breakfast for David's buddy who came over to play golf. He just went through a divorce and was amazed to see me up and cooking for him especially that that hour. His ex never did. He told David to keep me because he'd marry me if he didn't. Hahaha, that was nice. I mentioned to him the bagel story from yesterday and how sweet David can be as well. He said we were a match made in romance novels. haha
I'm talking about my husband. He works all night, 12 hours, then goes to Einsteins to get us bagels. Now the sweet thing is that they were closed when he got off work. He waited in the parking lot for an hour so he could bring home hot bagels and decaf for me. I woke up with kisses and hugs and a nice breakfast. He will definately get lucky later...I still have two bars so you know the drill. LOL
Well, up at 5:00AM as usual. I heard David come in from working nights and I figured I'd do my usual before I went back to bed. Pee on a stick with the 1st pee. How exciting. Half asleep, I stumble to turn on the monitor and do my thing, and wait the 5 minutes before I get a reading.I heard dogs barking and figure something is up but they just wanted to go out. I see a dark silhouette in the hallway and assume it's my husband, hug him, yea it's him and not some burglar who wants a cheap feel. He wonders why I'm up and we head back into the bedroom. My test is still "testing" and we're waiting so we can turn off the light and go to sleep. 3 minutes...4 minutes...sheesh this thing takes forever. BAM! 2 bars..well, that's the first time I got 2 bars. What does that mean? Now I'm wide awake. I find the book which is permanently stationed on my bathroom counter and read. Two bars...means high fertility. Wow, on CD 12 too. Maybe my cycles are returning to normal. I continue reading. It says it could be high for a while and may not even hit Peak fertility for some time depending on the surge. It also encourages you to BD on every high day you see. Well, you guessed it...I'm NOT going back to sleep. "Dave, you still awake?"... He was. :)
My doctor is so nice. She really listens and empathizes with me. I told her about my varying cycles (25-32 days), told her how I don't want to wait the perverbial 6 months because of my age and that I wanted to do something NOW.
And another negative on the monitor. Nothing surprising though. I am really optimistic this month and given the cards I've been dealt in the past couple of days, it looks very hopeful, not only for me, but for my girls (Jenn and Les) as well. I also feel better today...go figure. I was all set to call the doctor but I don't think I have to. I am still going to go jogging/walking so I'll know better if I can't breathe. LOL I do hope Jenn gets a positive today. Wouldn't that be the kick-off on great things to come. We can all have our babies right around each other hopefully. I am staying so positive and saying prayers like crazy.
This is the card I got...once done by a friend of mine and two ...a free reading on the net...looks promising!
Is this the Monday blues I 'm feeling? Who knows. All I know is I'm extremely tired today. Probably from waking up at 5AM hearing my son awake and making noise in his room. I asked him repeatedly to go back to sleep but you know how that goes for an autistic...it's like telling them to be quiet, only to have them making noise in less than 10 seconds. I finally was able to go back to sleep, only to have my alarm going off an hour later. I stumble to the bathroom and hold my pee while I turn on my monitor. Will this be the day I have to pee on a stick. It says yes! So now I have to be fully awake so I can read the instructions again JUST to make sure I do it right. Long story short...low fertility. So, tell me something I didn't know. I expected it to be at CD8.
Hardly! I woke up at 8 which for the most part is late for me. I have to feed the dogs at 7 so they were starving. I know, most people would say "yea, they're dogs" but my dogs are like my kids as well. They were all adopted from the pound, with the exception of Sonny (blue heeler) who was given to me but some nice man in the grocery parking lot. After, I fed and let them out to do their thing, I went to get Mikey up. If I don'tencourage him to pee, he will...in his bed. This doesn't happen often but with an autistic child, you want to aim for consistency. Next is Kelly, who is still asleep...and probably won't get up for another hour. That kid can sleep til noon if you let her. She was up til 10 so I will let that slide for today and decide I need some hot tea and fast because my throat feels like someone parked a mack truck in there.
Well, I woke up early and made a killer breakfast for everyone...blueberry pancakes, turkey bacon & eggs. Philip and the kids wolfed it. David took them to the mall. They have a huge Bass Pro Shops that has boats and every kind of sport equipment available...a boys dream. They should have fun. I'm still home nursing my cold.
Well, how do you like it? Thanks to a few pictures and my friend Jenn who helped me...it looks pretty darn good. I am no good at this html crap
Well, feeling better...thank god!
Wow, it's cold here today. Leave it to South Texas to be 75 one day and 45 the next. No wonder I am sick. I am getting better though. At least I
Nothing much to say ....STILL freaking sick. It's driving me crazy why I can't shake this thing quicker.CD4 ...checked my monitor and of course it read low - BIG SURPRISE!Kids start back at school tomorrow so hopefully I can get back on to my exercise regimen (I took a few days off cause I couldn't breathe).David's off tomorrow so maybe we can get the garage and intended nursery cleaned up...it will be my exercise room until then.I have to muster up some energy today to help Kelly with her science project...ugh...More later
I thought this cold, or whatever was getting better. I think it will get worse. In fact, it already has. I couldn't breathe all night. Sneezing and my my throat are the worst. I was up half the night piddling around and
Well, I thought I'd start off the new year with some positive blogging but