this post has nothing to do with either tequila or sunrise....that just popped into my head. Anyway, so on the ttc front, things are trucking along. The hubs in getting more and more excited about the whole thing. Lately, he has been waking me up in the morning with "baby, take your temp" to which i respond, "I just did. Leave me alone". A morning person, I am not. But it's cute to see him excited. Of course he's been ready, but somehow he is able to take a passive, "it'll happen when it happens" approach. Me, on the other hand, I'm temping, and touching anything I can. Which brings me to the fascinating topic of cervical mucus and even more riveting, cervical position. The latter of which, is much more difficult for me. But I believe I'm learning.
Anyway, the point is that the baby making is in full force. So we shall see, I suppose.
Other than that, this stupid weekend has flown by. Why, oh why must tomorrow be Monday already? I don't wanna...........
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
o happy day
I got a temp spike today. And I am stoked. So much infact, that I cannot go back to sleep. So I'm awake. And I'm thinking that perhaps I am being divinely prepared for my life as I know it to dissapear. B/C this very post officially makes me the most boring person in existance.
Happy Tuesday.
the end.
Happy Tuesday.
the end.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
insanity
So, I'm laying in bed at 5 AM on a Sunday, and instead of being deep in dreams, I'm awake. Wondering what my temp is gonna look like when I take it.
Seriously, it's one thing to be setting an alarm on a Sunday to wake up and take your temp.
It's another thing entirely to lie there in insomnia anticipating the riveting act.
So 5:30 rolls around and I decide to go ahead and take it.
And it's not exactly what I wanted to see.
So now, I'm obsessing about that.
And when tomorrow rolls around....there will be something else.
Then the 2 week wait until I can justify peeing on a stick that will likely rear it ugly barren head.
This is stupid.
How is it that we as rowdy adolescents, we are trained to fear that we could get pregnant simply by looking at a penis.
And then, when one is all grown up and "ready"...it's such an asswhip.
the end.
Seriously, it's one thing to be setting an alarm on a Sunday to wake up and take your temp.
It's another thing entirely to lie there in insomnia anticipating the riveting act.
So 5:30 rolls around and I decide to go ahead and take it.
And it's not exactly what I wanted to see.
So now, I'm obsessing about that.
And when tomorrow rolls around....there will be something else.
Then the 2 week wait until I can justify peeing on a stick that will likely rear it ugly barren head.
This is stupid.
How is it that we as rowdy adolescents, we are trained to fear that we could get pregnant simply by looking at a penis.
And then, when one is all grown up and "ready"...it's such an asswhip.
the end.
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