I didn't get my first menstrual cycle until about six weeks after my D&C and boy did I ever get it. I think that aunt flow really had it in for me. To say the least, it was not the most wonderful experience although I was glad to finally have a cycle. Jonny and I had to practice "safe" sex during the down time. I kept thinking to myself "why the hell do we need to practice safe sex, we couldn't even make a baby for 18 months?" It is kind of comical to look back and think that Jonny and I spent so many years doing everything possible to avoid pregnancy when we really never needed to. But, we followed the orders of the doctor. Jonny and I were at the store and I was standing in the aisle looking at all of the different varieties of condoms. When did they start making so many different kinds, sizes, colors, shapes, flavors? I kept reading all of the boxes and wondering if they talked or something now. Jonny was a couple of aisles over and I yelled "Hey babe, what kind of condoms do you want?" If you know my husband then you know that he is very shy and does not like it when I make a scene. He came around the corner, face red and I swear there was smoke coming out of his ears. I said "What?" He just gave me a dirty look and told me to get whatever I wanted and he walked away. So, being the wonderful wife I am, I grabbed a box and walked over to him where he stood with a bunch of other people and said "honey, do you think these are small enough for you?" I thought he was going to kill me right there. That's okay, he knew what he was getting when he married me.
Well, we had not used a condom in what seemed like forever. When you get so use to something, it is hard to adapt to change (if you know what I mean). So the box of condoms went into the trash and we resulted to the famous "pull & pray" method for the remaining time period. It made me feel like a teenager again.
The story of my journey to motherhood has now brought us to the present day. At the beginning of February I had my second normal menstrual cycle so it was time for baby making fun. I counted 17 days to mark my calendar for the day I would begin the hormone. We were told by our doctor to try to have sex every other day from the end of my cycle until the day I start my hormone. Have you ever tried to make a baby when you and your husband are not home at the same time? It's quite complex but we have it down to a T. My husband works second shift so he is asleep when I get up in the morning and I am asleep when he gets home at night. We are both home together on the weekend. So the weekend of Valentine's Day, we took advantage of being home together all weekend. During the week is another story. I will either stay up late and wait for him to get home, or he will wake up early in the morning when I get up, or I've even driven home from work on my lunch break to have a little "date" before he goes to work. Our future child better be really thankful for the effort that we have put forth.
So I started my hormone on Saturday the 20th. I did not miss the hormone at all. If you missed it in one of my previous posts, this hormone is a gel that is inserted vaginally once a day. And lets just say that all of the gel does not stay where it needs to. Now that you have a wonderful mental image, I won't say anymore. After I start the hormone it is pretty much the waiting game. Someone should write a book on what to do for the two weeks that you have to wait to see if you are pregnant. The hormone always delays my period so even it is late, I won't get excited. Not that I think we are going to get pregnant the first month, but I am hopeful. So we will see what happens. My birthday is coming up on March 10th and it would be a wonderful 27th birthday present if I got to pee on that magical stick and see two lines. We will see.
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Like I said before, I love to read your writing, so I continue to follow your journey...I am praying for you Beck, I really am. :)
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