Saturday was what I like to call a super pregnant day. Everything was made more difficult, either by my growing belly, my continuing pelvic pain, or becoming easily winded. I felt every ounce of the 19 pounds I’ve gained so far. There was much grunting, like when I was getting dressed or trying to get […]
At 28 weeks 3 days, I am now firmly in the 3rd trimester, no matter who you ask. (By the way, why is there not one standard answer as to when each trimester begins? Can it really be that difficult to divide 40 weeks by 3?) Anyway. I had my 28 week appointment with the […]
That’s today’s beta. Hubby convinced me to pee on something last night so we could get the results together. I didn’t want to. I was perfectly content inside our little bubble of hope and possibility. Where I might be pregnant. Where this cycle could have worked. Knowing would send me into a tailspin of either […]
Hubby has an interview scheduled for Monday. It will be his third such interview for an academic job since April. (And his first since the heartbreaking “My academic career is over” comment.) It’s for a one-year position on the opposite side of the country. As he tends to do, Hubby is already thinking about how […]
So, that thing I was hinting could happen in this post? Apparently has happened. My 76-year-old father has been laid off. And, as I feared, Zappa has had to help him pick up the pieces. She assisted him with his online unemployment application yesterday, and then called me to commiserate. Unless a miracle happens, no […]
I hate April Fool’s Day. Hate it. I’m not tricky or clever, and I don’t like it when other people try to be. Don’t get me wrong–it was hilarious when my mom fed my brother chocolate-covered-cubes-of-wax. But any scenario involving me as the butt of the joke? No, thanks. I managed to muddle through yesterday […]
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. […]
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 […]
It’s starting to sink in that I might actually be pregnant by the end of this year. Crazy. And also tremendously anxiety-inducing. Hubby is no closer to having a job today than he was four years ago. Even though he’s been applying like crazy, he’s only had one interview and no offers. Not even outside […]
If a two-week wait can be broken down into anything other than halves or sevenths, I am roughly 2/3 of the way through mine. I’m not feeling very optimistic at this point. No, wait. That’s sort of a lie. I swing wildly between hopefulness and certain doom. If I feel vague cramping somewhere in my […]
Something Out of Nothing 