Friday, May 30, 2008

My boobs

Are back where they should be. They are sort of in between sizes right now. I went up a size when I got pregnant and those bras are a little too big, and the old ones fit even though I am bigger, but were doing nothing for me. This is the first time I can ever recall caring about how they look but they looked so good while I was pregnant that I am going to do everything I can to still make them look good. So a padded, plunge bra it is for me. I have cleavage again! WooHooo!

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Beta is at 20!

I had to go to the RE today for a check up. I have a UTI, yeast infection, and lord knows what else at the moment. I have some antibiotics that should hopefully kick it all out. The good news is that my beta is at 20! I was hoping that it would be down to zero, but if last week it was at 200 on Friday and every 48 hours it is supposed to go back down in half, then it looks like I am in pretty good shape. Fingers crossed that next Wednesday it is either at 5 or under, then I will be officially no longer pregnant and we can try again.

My ultrasound showed that my uterus is back to the normal size and I have several small follies already on each ovary. This is all very good news. Now if we could just make my hooha not be broken again then we would be all set. I am hoping that it is just my IC acting up instead of actually having an infection. That would be bitching.

We are leaving in two days for Vegas and I am mostly all packed up. As long as we get up at four a.m. then we will be in business to be on our plane by 7:00. I am off to finishing watching Lost.

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

It's La Tolteca Day!

Wednesday is hands down my favorite day of the week. C and I have a lunch date every Wednesday afternoon and we always go to the same Mexican joint. I just love it. Chicken chimichangas, cheese dip, crappy nachos...there is not much better in life than eating here. I had a rough time last week when we went because all I could think was last time we were here I was pregnant. It has now been two weeks and I am feeling much better although I am not sure about my husband. He was the one who initially pulled me through and now he is having so much trouble expressing himself and how he feels about the miscarriage. Whenever I ask what is wrong, he just says the baby. The stats our on our side that one of these will work, that is what I keep telling him. Plus the next one will be baby C and that is the start of his first name so there you go. I also bought a memory box this weekend and put all of baby B's things into it. I have to finish writing in the pregnancy journal about what happened but there is no rush. It is not like I am going to forget anytime soon.

In other news, I stopped bleeding last Friday and as of today I am already having O pains. I am on cycle day 10, so I should ovulate any day now and then after I get my period we can get on with the fun stuff. I know I haven't blogged much recently but with the constant visits I am going to need a place to "talk it out" and this is going to be it! Get ready for the daily craziness that is me.

Update

I haven't posted on here since we found out that we were pregnant so you don't know that we miscarried at 6w5d due to a blighted ovum. It's been two weeks since we found out that there was something wrong with our little peach. The gestational sac grew, but nothing grew inside of it. The RE said it was most likely due to some sort of chromosomal error.

Now we wait a month and then we are starting clomid next cycle. I am excited and scared to death at the same time that I will lose it again. Next time around we are not going to tell anyone until we hear a heartbeat and I don't think we will tell work until the second trimester.

Surprisingly enough I have not had trouble working which is a shocker since I work at the welfare office. I think I became numb to my clients a long time ago. People who are pregnant and don't want their kids bother me but they would probably bother me either way.

Our Memorial Day party was a pretty large bust. All of my friends showed, but C's didn't. One of them showed but the rest did not. We wasted so much money on food and beer and that will for sure be the last time we throw a major party again. That was the last thing Chris needed, he is upset enough as it is about the baby and then his shithead friends don't show to the party after they all said they were coming.

The dickheadest thing told to us about the miscarriage was from my friend's mother. She said now that we can get pregnant we need to work on our Karma for the rest. She claims to not know what it means, but she used it perfectly in the sentence so I am just not sure what to think. Her daughter and I haven't gotten along great for quite a while now but I still think that was uncalled for. Oh well.