A Little Blueberry

So.....

I took a test on day 14, like the Dr. told me, and sure enough...we are pregnant.  I can't believe it worked the first time around.  My husband, of course, is standing a little taller.  So you know that first response commercial where the lady says your body knows your pregnant before you do.... I couldn't agree more.  If I wasn't pregnant I probably would have lost 20 lbs b/c nothing sounds good right now.  My husband asked what I wanted for dinner last night and I said cereal.  Nothing ever sounds good.  I definitely am not having any cravings.  So I am 7 weeks and due on March 17, 2012....St. Patrick's Day.  That will be one lucky kid.  We went to the Dr. last week and had an ultrasound.  I didn't think I would get teary...until I saw the heartbeat.  I can't believe it has a heartbeat. 

There is a lot to think about.  I am trying to make sure I am not just avoiding the bad foods but eating the good foods.  Which is hard when I don't want to eat at all.  I start back at school in a week.  The good thing is I will only have 3 weeks left of my first trimester so once things start rolling is hopefully when I will actually be able to start enjoying this pregnancy. 

We have decided we are not going to find out the sex...which makes things very hard for a planner like me, but...that will probably be a good thing.  Boy or girl we just want a happy healthy baby.

I joined The Bump which has a weekly tracker.  The little guy is the size of a blueberry right now. 

The Waiting Game

So now the fun part begins.  I am officially on summer break and it is glorious. I have been cooking, organizing and even trying to sow some curtains.  I am also trying to keep busy.  So I took the clomid for 5 days.  Then I went in to the Doc.  An ultrasound revealed a follicle at 19.  She gave me a prescription for Ovidrel.  WHICH IS A SHOT!!!!!!!  I hate shots.  Doc says the funniest thing.  "I want you to come back tomorrow and if it is b/w 21-23 I will give you the shot but if not you will have to give it to yourself over the weekend." Ha...myself.  Luckily, when I went in the next day the follicle was at 25 so the nurse gave me the shot.  So......now I take prometrium until I either have a period or a positive HPT.  I am not supposed to test until day 14.  I'm on day 10 right now.  It is just killing me.  Since last week I have felt bloated, tired, nauseous and had bad poops (I hate saying diarrhea).  I am trying not to conjure and fabricate not feeling well but I also don't want to negate it. I took a test yesterday b/c I suck at life and can't stand it.  Even though I knew that no matter what it said it wouldn't matter b/c if it was negative it could be too soon to have a strong reading and if it was positive that could just be remnants of the hormones from the pills and shot.  It was negative.

I guess I will just have to be patient and wait until Friday.

Happy Birthday, America.....

Nose Goes...

So last week on Thursday I went in for my 4th ultrasound.  After the one on Monday I was so hopeful.  I was expecting her to say there was a little egg in there....Nose Goes....

There was nothing.  So she wrote me a prescription for Clomid.  Here we go.  Now we start the waiting game.  Take prometium for 10 days to have a monthly....Day 5-9 take Clomid....Day 12 call Dr.... 

I'm on day 5 of Prometrium....

Very Cool...

At my faculty meeting today one of the teachers sitting behind me who just had her 3rd child taps me on the shoulder and says "Ana (my mother-in-law who works at the school) tells me you have PCOS....Me too.  You'll be fine." Sigh....

Very Cool...

Good News

So I went to the Dr. on Monday.  I was feeling kind of down because I received my wedding pics from the photographer and as I was going through them all I could think was "Why did I go strapless....Why did I wear that dress.....I should have gone to the gym more....."  So I was prepared for the worst at my appt.  This was my third time so it is starting to feel routine.  Doc came in and we were taking a look and what do you know.....the follicle is bigger....significantly.  She seemed uber surprised.  Said it grew from 9mm to 15mm!!!!  I didn't know what that meant but she was excited.  She said "You may actually ovulate on your own this month."  Music to my ears.  She recommended some quality time with the husband the next few days.  Done and Done.


I have been working on my diet this past week and a half.  It is interesting how focused I have been.  I of course have wanted ice cream and queso and pasta but I am shocked at how disciplined I have been.  I certainly couldn't do this for the wedding.  I think when she said I was on the fast track to Diabetes simply b/c of PCOS that really seemed to strike a nerve.  I plan on living a full and long life with my amazing husband and 2...or 3...gorgeous children.  Diabetes is definitely not in my plans and if I can easily prevent it by changing my eating habits well....  I have told people that I am not trying to diet to lose weight.  I am trying to be healthy and make this a permanent lifestyle change.  Making better choices...  The beautiful thing is if I want to splurge I can as long as I don't justify those cookies on a daily basis. 


So here's to healthy living and beautiful babies......

Busted...

Blog number 1. Here we go.... 


So I'm 31.  It's time.  Time to do my part and bring beautiful, talented, smart and athletic children into this crazy world to make it a better place.  But, like everything in my life, it isn't going to be easy.  See I have what is called Polycysitic Ovarian Syndrome...or PCOS.  It is a hormone imbalance that effects many different things but the main one is it causes infertility.  That doesn't mean I am sterile.  It just means that I don't ovulate regularly.  It also means that I am insulin resistant.  My body rejects the insulin it creates and instead of burning it immediately turns it to fat...hence the weight gain...awesome.  My doctor put me on Metformin, which is for diabetics....again...awesome.  I have been doing some research to have a better understanding and in the process stumbled across a blog by a nice lady in Australia who is going through the same thing.  So.....  I decided it would be good to get my thoughts out.

 Here is a shortened version.  So I used to go to this other Doctor (gynecologist but I'm not crazy about that word so I am just going to forever refer to her as Doctor...and yes it is a chick...no way in hell I am letting another man anywhere near that glorious side of me) and she didn't think anything was wrong.  Even though I was on the pill and hadn't had a period in six months.  She said some women just don't and I should consider myself lucky.  Still toying around with the idea of suing for malpractice but I've been a bit busy lately. :)  So I changed doctors and she (still a woman) immediately diagnosed me.  See!!!  I knew I wasn't normal!!!! So that was a year ago and now we have moved into the let's have a baby phase in the treatment.  She put me on meds to have a period each month.  Take for 7 days then 3 days later you should have your monthly.  So last week I went in and got the usual question that I always dreaded. "First day of your last cycle?"  This time I actually knew... "May 5th...Cinco de Mayo....  But that was after waiting to see if I could have one on my own" Silly, Silly Lindsey.... "before that it was March 17th (honeymoon...so fun!) both with the meds."  Doc says..."I'm stepping in, come back next week for an ultrasound."  DEAR LORD!!!!!  Ultrasound??!!  What if she doesn't see anything, what if there aren't any ovaries at all....??? Husband has to work so who do I bring b/c at 31 I'm too scared to go alone? Mommy.  I love my mom.  So doc does the ultrasound and says yep...PCOS alright.  I see lots of little follicles but this one is bigger than the others so let's see you back in 3 days to see if it is developing... Three days later same routine but she says it has gotten bigger.  Maybe, just maybe.  There is a chance it will develop into an egg.  She said if it doesn't then she will put me on meds called Clomid.  I looked that up.  "Helps develop eggs for ovulation....Chance for multiples."  MULTIPLES???!!!!!  Not sure how I feel about that.  I guess I shouldn't get ahead of myself.  So it's back to the doctor on Monday to see if it has developed more... Thank God for good insurance.


So what is with "Busted...."  Well I am a high school choir director.  My kids are working on a project so they sit and do research while I sit and grade...or plan...or blog. :)  2 of my favorites came over to my desk to ask a question and caught me.  "Party of 3, Please?"  What's that?  I haven't really shared my feminine struggles with them and have said I have been going to the dentist when I am not in their class and they ask where I am.  So I told them what's been going on.  " I knew you weren't going to the dentist all those times."  Busted....