I Think I Have A Problem

I've been testing daily, as you know, even after I got my BFP. I like watching the line get darker. Makes the cramping worth it. (Seriously Peachlette, you are a mass of cells right now, how can you cause so much pain?)

So, here is 13DPO with Answer:


I took the 3 Answer test and did a quick progression. Wonder if it will show up, since I made it long?

Thank You Lisa!

She coined the name I will be calling my baby peach until we find out the sex. Peachlette.

12 DPO

Matt says it's not nice to freak him out by saying I'm having twins because the line is already so dark. But I think it's funny, causing him to go all deer in headlights. I'm a mean mean wife.


12DPO Answer Test




Hey honey, maybe it's triplets?

So... I'm Going Out On A Limb Here And All....

What Do YOU Think?

10DPO on a FRER I bought at Target with coupons. Even if the little teenager was a bitch about my correcting her on the coupon policy.

3 Minutes:



10 Minutes:

9 DPO and 4:30am

It's officially 5:14 as I started writing this, but it was 4:30 when I woke up and had to pee so bad that falling back asleep wasn't going to happen.

So I peed on a stick.

Or more accurately, I peed in a cup, used a little plastic thing to suck up the pee, and then dropped four drops on the stick. Fascinating stuff, isn't it? It might be promising. Who knows. I was worried last night when I realized that I had some very light spotting. Literally, it was the color of a PINK crayon. And I only found it because I was checking cervical fluid (Again, fascinating stuff)

I'm Not A Patient Person

So this whole waiting to test thing is for the birds man! 5 days is too early, I know. But that still doesn't stop the urge. Now, onto my Applebees rant!

We met my MIL at Applebees last night. She got there after us, and ordered her drink. It took 10 minutes for us to get it, which should have been a clue. 10 minutes, while the waitress was filling other drinks for other tables. OK. Fine. Sure. But then we ordered. And waited. And waited. And waited. Finally, after seeing a table that came in at the same time we did get their appetizers, my MIL was willing to ask. Waitress said they had gotten slammed and said she would check on it.

Then that same table got their meals. Then the table that came in well after us got their appetizers.

At that point, I said I was done. It had been over an hour, and we still didn't have an appetizer. Matt and I got up to talk to the manager. The waitress sees us standing there and says "Oh", walks back to the kitchen and grabs a tray. We see her walk to our table, but then the manager comes out and we explain why we are leaving. She offers to pack our food up for us. The food that isn't even ready. We declined. She said she was sorry, and that's it. Great management skills there.

We got get my oldest daughter and MIL, and MIL tells us that the waitress just threw the tray of appetizer on the table (just one of the two ordered), and when my MIL told her we were leaving, she huffed and walked away.

Ow My Feet

My feet, my hands, my sanity. It all hurts. In the past few days I have made 100 cookies. Matt helped me ice the butterflies last night. I got such a late start, that I didn't have time to let one icing dry before applying the next, so the purple bled a bit. The preschool kids didn't mind! All they saw were cookies!!!

So, my temps have been raised for 3 days now, and I've been cramping too, which confuses the hell out of me. I'm learning more about my body though, which is actually pretty cool! No matter what, I'm enjoying that part. Here is my fertility chart, because if you are like me, you are nosy as hell.

Now I'm on the waiting game. Willing those temps to stay up. Cross your fingers for me.

Lions, and Tigers, and Easter Eggs, OH MY!

We went to an Easter egg hunt at a big cat rescue today. They were so beautiful! I fell in love with the tiger. She was beautiful.

I'm SURGING!

My LH levels are so high that the test line is darker than the control. So I'm going to ovulate! With the cramps I am having, I'm assuming that ovulation is late today. Yay for the Ovulation Predictor Tests!

I'm Not Even Pregnant Yet...

And so far have bought a baby sling, a bottle warmer, and a boppy. In my defense, all the items were super cheap through consignment and Marshalls. In total, I've only spent $35 for all of it.

WTH?

BBT charting may not be for me. Remember me being upset because the temp fell? Well that bastard just raised an entire degree. *headdesk* If that truly did happen, and let's say I didn't ovulate until, what, yesterday or the day before? I'm screwed this month because we haven't had sex in 3 days. Wonderful.

Took another test this morning. Nothing. So the test yesterday had to of been a fluke.

The Tweakers Think I'm Pregnant...

No, seriously, go here and look. What do you think?

Dear Charlie Sheen

I get it. I am not one of your Goddesses. But does that give you the right to push me down 3 flights of stairs and then to come at me with a small knife?

Wondering what the hell I'm talking about, don't you? Crazy dream last night that ended with the above sentence. How we got there? Well it started at Applebees. A group of friends and I went out to eat. It was a party for me for something. The bill was $138. My sister was going to pay, but they said they couldn't take credit cards right now. Luckily, I had that amount on me. (who carries that much cash?) At the same time, they gave me a new X-box. Somewhere in the dream, there was an X-box vs. PS3 debate, but I couldn't place it right now. Applebees also gave me a hot new Zombie game that all adult men were dying to get their hands on. So, I left to take it to Matt. Apparently, they wanted me to pay for it, but I took off anyhow. (Dude, I spent $138 on crap food. Suck it!)

Dream then switched to an antique clothing store. I'm not sure what the hell was going on that led to that. But that's the scene that led to me being in Charlie Sheens' house. Trying to talk to him about something (probably PS3 vs X-box?)

Couldn't Stop Myself

I took another test today. I'm such a flipping idiot. I had a drastic temp drop, so it's very doubtful that ANYTHING was going to happen. When I say drastic, well, HERE YOU GO. You can see it there. I really thought I was pregnant so easily. A small hold out of hope that it still happens. I'm not scheduled for my period for another week, so raise our glasses in hope, OK?

Private Things Are....

I have this blog set up to upload directly to Facebook. And I think it's time I break that. For now. While I don't mind people reading my personal thoughts, I am in the middle of a journey that's easier to share only with those that are as anonymous as me. And my internet friends who love me. I don't want to be so open, and I would like a place to talk about my TTC journey. May it be short.

Oh God....

I'm 29 and 1 day.

*headdesk*

Starring....ME

Happy Birthday To Me. 3 Days And Counting

Today begins my birthday week. (April 6) Passing our local Cook-Out, I noticed the most awesome thing. The milkshake of the week? Peach.

That's right. I rock.

Well, At Least They Understand Sarcasm

Me: "Wow! It's really nice of you guys to offer to help me clean up!"

Lizzie: "Gosh mom, we are just trying to relax!" (Types away on moshi monsters)

Emilina: "Yeah mommmy, we are relaxing!" (Taps away on Leapster)