My husband is super-cute. I’ve said this before, right? Last night, when I was clearly tired, getting sick, and upset about this whole possible-ovulation-while-on-the-pill thing, he says, “See? You so much want to have a baby, even birth control can’t stop you!” To cheer me up. (Imagine that with his adorable accent, and you can’t help […]
I almost forgot! November is nearly over, and I haven’t published a poem yet. Not that you all were like, “Come on, Daryl, we’re waiting for that poem!” But, still. I have a self-imposed challenge to live up to. So you get two posts in one day. Enjoy. ~ The needle goes in. A pinch. […]
The drugs arrived yesterday. I was going to write a post, complete with the obligatory drug/needle pictures, but you’ve all seen that before, right? So I’ll tell you about the appointment today instead. Today was the day we paid all the money to the clinic, got me hooked up with the transvag invader, and turned […]
I just watched the instruction video for giving myself injections. Delightful. I mean, I’ve been preparing, mixing, and injecting medications into someone else for over a year, but this is different. This is stabbing myself with a needle. This is stabbing myself with a needle at least twice a day. This is the big guns. […]
So, how was everyone’s Thanksgiving? (Or, you know, Thursday, for those of you outside the US.) I’ve been feeling better the last few days. Less moody (I think). Lighter spotting. Boobs are still huge (which Hubby loves) and hurting, but I guess I’ll have to get used to that if/when I get pregnant, right? I’ll […]
Okay, so things haven’t been great lately. Since starting the pill, I’ve remembered why I was so relieved to stop taking it years ago: it turns me into a depressed, moody mess. Suddenly, I was having flashbacks of crying for no reason–for hours!–leaving Hubby at a loss for what to do about it. I’ve also […]
I’ve written much more about my mother here than my dad, but I just have to tell you a few quick things that have happened in the past couple of days: I talked to my sister last night. She and my dad were planning to come here for spring break, since Hubby and I won’t […]
…to fuck with me. …to cut me off in traffic. …to question my reasoning. …to make me wait. …to ask me for favors. …to flaunt your ultra-fertility in front of me. …to talk to me about anything remotely related to money. …to have me stick a couple of needles in your ass. …to wonder aloud […]
For some odd reason, referrals for teeny tiny babies at work seem to come in waves. A couple of weeks ago, we evaluated a super-tiny baby whose adjusted age was neonate. Then today, we eval-ed a preemie who was at one month adjusted age. I think we have another baby coming up, but, honestly, the referrals […]
My skin is a disaster these days. I’m blaming it on starting birth control (which I’ve been taking for all of four days). BCPs are also taking the blame for my shitty mood today. Those little pills make a great scapegoat. It hasn’t been terrible, I guess. I can turn bitchy on a dime as […]
Something Out of Nothing 