Upcoming milestones

I'm feeling pretty good this week. A lot tired, but only a little nauseated. I'm liking the idea that my first trimester will be over next Friday. I remember when it felt like it was an eternity away, and I must say this is a much better feeling.

The following week we are going to Vermont to celebrate my grandparent's 60th wedding anniversary with my entire family. I have purposely held back telling my grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins for that very trip -- to get to tell them in person. Its been hard to keep it quiet (and I can only hope my mom is telling the truth when she says she hasn't spilled the beans) but I know it will be so worth it to get to tell them all together and not over the phone. Our family is spread out from as far as California to North Carolina to Vermont to Ohio. It is a rare occasion that we are all in one place and for that I'm thankful that the timing really is perfect.

Firsts

Well, just when I was feeling like I may escape the nasty part of "morning" sickness, it hit me -- vomit. I wouldn't say I have felt great these last several weeks, but I was quite proud of not having lost my lunch. I've been nauseous on and off all day, but I've learned some tricks and have been managing. The vomit, though, put me over the edge. I commend women who do that everyday of their first trimester, and some their whole pregnancy. I'll be 10 weeks tomorrow which feels pretty good. I'm hoping what they say is true that after these next couple of weeks that I'll start to feel better.

Acne. I was one of those fortunate enough to know nothing about acne as a teenager, much less as an adult. Now, my face looks like that of a 16-year-old. I'm kinda bummed about it in all honesty. They hurt and, despite my attempts to cover those big red things up, they look like they hurt too. I know I'm going to have to start taking better care of my skin. No more going to bed with my makeup on I suppose. Or does that even matter with pregnancy acne? Thoughts?

Letting the cat out of the bag

Ok, so some of you are too smart for me and others of you may just have decided that I'm not going to be an avid blogger and have tuned out. Well, the truth is I am 8wks and 5 days pregnant.

I wasn't quite ready to shout it from the rooftops when we first found out and I hadn't really considered how that would effect my blog writing so I hid behind my true, yet excuse, of a schedule. I am still keeping it rather quiet, for those of you who I know in my real life, but I do feel worlds better today after getting to see my baby's heart pitter patter for the first time and hearing the doctor say that everything looked great.

I must say we were pleasantly surprised that it happened on month 3 of Clomid for us. Apparently our missing piece was the all important egg. I know that most women are cautiously excited these first several weeks, but I think that is why I am exhibiting extra caution right now because I feel like its almost too good to be true.

Don't get me wrong, I've never been so happy -- especially today -- but I do feel like its only smart to stay realistic. However, from what I've heard seeing the heartbeat drastically lowers your risks and that statistic is something that will likely get me through until my next Dr. appointment:)

Sorry for the absence!

I realize that I have badly neglected my blogging. With going back to work, taking on more hours and starting graduate school, needless to say, I have been swamped. Once thing calm down a bit in a couple weeks, I plan to resume to my regular routine!

Big week

Headed back to work this week. Man, this is going to be an interesting week. Three months off, taking on more hours the first few weeks of school, AND I'm starting graduate school next week. Talk about a major shock. Going from zero schedule to almost being over-booked. Not to mention I'm turning the big 2-8 this week.

In all honesty, though, I'm ready to get back into a regular schedule. I really wanted to be good at making my own hours, but at the end of the day, I'm just not. To give myself a little more credit, I have been slightly distracted this summer for obvious reasons so I'd like to think under different circumstances that my production level would have been much higher. Regardless, the summer has come to an end and I gave freelancing a shot (not necessarily a fair one) which is all I promised myself I would do.

And my students! I miss them! I am definitely looking forward to getting back in touch with them and living vicariously through them and remembering what it was like to think deciding what to eat in the cafeteria and what party to go to were the toughest decisions I'd ever make.

Oooh!

You know its got to be good news when the nurse on the other end of the phone asks you if you are sitting down. I O'd! Thank the lord. My progesterone went from a 0.6 to a 24.5! What a relief. To know that I actually responded to the meds (for sure) is such a weight lifted.

Of course, I immediately felt pregnant. I told Kyle that his little guys were probably so excited to see something new floating around down there (an egg) that they probably all went running. In all honesty, although I would be elated to be pregnant, all I was really pulling for this cycle was an O. To ask for any more than that at this point seems greedy.

My Fertility Friend

For those of you who don't know, Fertility Friend is an online program that you can use to chart your fertility signs for each cycle. It takes a lot of the manual work out of charting your temps and it makes for a nice place to keep track of all the pertinent info.

Well, my friend thinks I've O'd. Wouldn't that be nice if thats all it took? Although, this is the first time that its ever speculated an ovulatory pattern so my hopes are heightened at least a little that its a possibility my parts did their job this cycle. I've seen other people's red lines appear indicating their O date, but mine has remained lineless, until today. I was almost shocked, truthfully. I entered my temp from this morning and all of sudden it started doing things I've never seen it do before. I was half asleep and slightly confused until I realized it said "O date: CD25". Wow, really?!

Now, of course, this isn't enough for the cynic in me, but it does boost my confidence a tad. I was supposed to go in for bloodwork tomorrow, but that was working on the assumption that I O'd last Friday. I actually just spoke with the nurse and she agrees that I likely O'd at the beginning of the week, pushing my bloodwork now to Tuesday.

One thing I am regretting to consider is, if I actually did O on CD 25, why did the Clomid take so long to work?! It is technically supposed to make you O 4-10 days after the last pill...mine would have been 16 days after my last pill. I'll take it, no doubt, but it does make me wonder, assuming I don't get pregnant this month, if they will still up my Clomid next cycle to make it happen earlier. Grrrr. The thought of 200mg of Clomid literally makes me cringe.