TRICK OR TTC

Happy Halloween!



We look fit to be parents don't we?


I mean, we didn't forget our wee Stanley's costume...

Also, today is day 21, so according to my doctor I should be ovulating soon.

~~~~SPOOKY~~~~

I know what kind of trick or treating I'll be doing tonight.
Wink Wink. Nudge Nudge.
Say no more. Say no more.

Happy Halloween/Trying to Make a Baby everyone!

late bloomer

I've always been a bit of a late bloomer.
My eggs, it seems, like to take their sweet ass time getting ready for their monthly ovulation gala -gala -do!

Our test results are in!
The results were actually ready the Tuesday before last and it absolutely messed with my mind that we didn't have time to see our doctor until this past Monday.

busy. busy. blah blah blah.

The straight goods are:

Hubby: All results on his swimmers are within normal ranges. good good.

Me: All hormones and hormone related body functions are within normal
ranges. good. unbelievable, but good.

Ovulation. Yup, it's happening, just not until AFTER day 21. Which is supposed to be okay for baby making because I had a long (34
day) cycle this month.

Okay then...

Basically, at this point in our little world of TTC, these results are all very good news. We've just got to lengthen/shift ye 'old baby making window over a few notches.

I don't have to do another FSH test because apparently I'm okay there.
But, our doctor wants me to continue the day 21 and day 28 blood tests just to be sure that I am indeed ovulating every month and to check the consistency of the time of said ovulation. Timing in general is going to be our challenge as wanna be baby makers because my cycle continues to be as abstract random as I am. We've been instructed to spend the next 4-5 cycles focusing on doin' it later in my cycle and to doin' it real often-like.

If that doesn't do the trick then we'll have to go back to the drawing board.

Does anyone else out there have a late ovulation date? What's the deal?
Any success stories? Baby making tips?

All in all, we're happy.

We didn't even have to use our emergency, song that makes us cry every time for no reason, that we had all cued up for the potentially devastating drive home from the clinic. And now that the magic window of baby making is upon us, we feel renewed. Frisky even.

I feel a little sassy saying this but... Today. We did it for fun!

Wishbone

So much for the wishbone!

On Monday, between my first and second Thanksgiving dinner, I decided to pee on a stick. I was feeling lucky, thankful and very pleased with my positive perspective on domesticity and family life.
Plus, I was at cycle day 32 already!

The test was negative. No surprise there, as I didn't feel particularly fertile last month. I got my pre-period headache that day. The Menstrual Fairy herself didn't show up until cycle day 34.
The Irregular Cycle strikes again!

Friday was fun for The Hubster. He took the morning off to spend some quality time with himself and a little plastic jar. Of course he ran into someone we know on route to the hospital. He said it was a wee bit awkward trying to rush Chit Chat politely, while hustling to his appointment with the kids safely wedged in his armpit.

I got poked again on Friday. FSH? I think that's the hormone that tells my body to start getting an egg ready for the party... a cute outfit, make-up, perhaps some eau de toilette.

I called my doctor's nurse today to see when we should go in for results. Hopefully she'll call us back today.

In other news, it is cycle day 6 today. Almost time for me to test out those OPK tests I bought online. Our doctor wants us to leave a HUGE window open for baby making. From Day 10 to Day 22!

Who says married people never have sex!?!

Thankful

Today is cycle day 31 and I am feeling like anything can happen.

Typically, I am frantically expecting my period, but now that my doctor has told me that I have an irregular cycle, I am thinking, "Hey, my period could already be several days late." Wow! Wouldn't that be nice!

It's funny though, I have found that during the last two weeks, I haven't been obsessing too much in the usual, am I/am I not pregnant, way. I haven't been desperately searching for, or inventing pregnancy symptoms. Instead, I have been curious and excited about what my blood tests will reveal (I had another poke on Thursday).

Will these tests expose what I have known about myself all along? That I am indeed a crazy, untameable beastie, not to be expected to behave like a regular human being in any way, shape or form. Finally, I would have the excuse I need for my eccentricity and obtuse strangeness. When faced with my bizarre antics people could nod, exchange sympathetic looks and whisper to each other,"ooohhh, it's okay, she has a hormone thingy."

Anyhoo, Hubby O' Mine has not produced any swimmers in the name of science as of yet. After a few disgruntled phone calls with several incompetent and timid sounding professionals, we have learned that we need an appointment to drop the kids off. And, it can only be at 10 am. On a Thursday. Yes, it's true the requisition does say Monday through SATURDAY, 9- 5. Unfortunately, due to short staffing and the weather , and a hangnail, and....

Thursday it is then.


Other news. I ordered some OPK tests online from The Extraordinary Baby Shoppe. I found out about this shop by surfing baby blogs. After reading an awesome, who cares if it's even true, post, I was sold. It was something along the lines of...A woman. Desperate to conceive on a dark, stormy, Canadian Winter Night. In need of her fix of OPK tests. Searched the web for a source. Discovered that The Extraordinary Baby Shoppe was in her own city. Made the call only to learn that the shop was closed for the night.
In the end, the caring owner of the store brought some tests home with her so the TTC lady could come over to collect them that night. The caring owner lady even threw in a Pregnancy Test. Talk about a fairy tale ending.

My story isn't that dramatic but I did get my package speedy like, the tests were 75% cheaper than at the store and there was a free Pregnancy Test in the bunch. I'll be sure to do a product analysis next cycle.

Grand summation:
It seems that Hubby and I have been very domesticated this weekend. Yesterday, we went to the outdoor farmers market in our gumboots and toques. We bought pastries, ate tamales, enjoyed the crisp fall morning, and bought a bunch of delights for the Thanksgiving feast we are hosting for our friends tonight. We then, get this, cleaned the entire house. This NEVER HAPPENS. We're talking 3 hours of serious hygienic effort! We used Cleaning Products and everything.

We celebrated that evening by having a fire, drinking tea and knitting on the couch with our wiener dog. My manly man has decided he wants to knit and it is no surprise to me that he is a natural. I, on the other hand, am not. I swear it's the hormones.

Aside: We were feeling quite content in our little domestic vignette. Every once and a while one of us would crack a joke about how we are such dorks and how we are practically grand parents already.
Ah... married life.

Sigh.
Life is good.
I am a lucky girl.