Sneaking Into the 2WW

I’m fairly confident that I have ovulated. I got a + OPK on Wednesday, and theoretically you are supposed to ovulate between 24-36 hours after getting a +. DH and I have BD’ed our little butts off for the past week and a half. I think I’m going to try and get one more session out of him tonight for safety’s sake.

I’m trying really, really hard not to be obsessive over all of this. Those of you who read my blog that are TTC, or have dealt with the TTC madness will know that once you turn that fertility awareness on in your brain, it is nearly impossible to turn it off. I can say, “we’re being relaxed about this” until I am blue in the face but the bottom line is this: I know my body now, I know my cycle. I know my fertility signs, I know when my period is supposed to be due, and I can’t just “unknow” those things. The things that I have been successful in toning down on are the fact that I no longer check my CP every few hours (I’m fairly certain I gave myself a UTI a few months ago doing that), I don’t temp, and I haven’t completely changed my behavior and lifestyle just because we are TTC. I drink one cup of caffeinated coffee in the mornings, which I wasn’t doing a few months ago. Sometimes I will sip on a soda, but I usually don’t finish one. If I am not in the 2WW and feel like having a beer, I will have a beer. Sometimes, I will have a beer even if I am in the 2ww but I don’t usually have more than one.

There are plenty of women out there who get pregnant when they are drinking, intaking caffeine, etc. The first time I got pregnant I didn’t stop drinking coffee until after I found out I was pregnant. I know that having a cup of coffee a day for the week before I knew I was pregnant didn’t cause me to lose my baby. Nothing could have prevented me from losing my baby, that little one was just not ready for this world yet.

While I was getting ready for work this morning standing at the bathroom sink brushing my teeth (topless), DH came in, put his hand on my shoulder and leaned down to kiss my belly. I smiled, and looked at him and said “What was that for?” and he looked at me and said, “You know what that was for.” He wants a baby just as badly as I do. I think that we are both feeling hopeful this month, like maybe it’s finally going to be our turn. One of the good things about being on our 8th cycle of trying is that I feel like the odds are slightly more in our favor with each passing month. We are obviously able to get pregnant; we did it the last time on our first try. I geniunely believe that the main issue that we’ve come across in conceiving again is that my ovulation has been irregular, and we simply have not had enough sex. We have definitely remedied THAT this cycle, because we’ve been BDing a lot. And it’s actually been really nice; I have noticed that the more we do it, the more I want to do it whether we “need” to or not. It’s almost like we were 5 years ago when we first got together.

A few weeks ago, DH asked me if I would mind changing our first born boy name. We had decided on Levi Alexander for our first boy but he requested it to be changed to Julius (Jude) Arlen. The second name is a family name, and he stated that he wanted to use it just in case we only end up with one boy. I agreed, though I was a little disappointed. I prefer the name Levi Alexander over the other, but it’ll be OK. Hopefully we will have two boys and will be able to use them both.

Today is Friday, and I’m very happy about that! I suppose I’m going to wrap this up and try and feign some semblance of productivity. I have the bad habit of being very, very lazy on Fridays.

CD Cover Meme

On occasion, I will post a blog here that has nothing to do with TTC. This is one of those blogs. This is a fun, unique meme!

1 – Go to Wikipedia. Hit “random”or click

The first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.

2 – Go to “Random quotations”or click

The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.

3 – Go to Flickr and click on “explore the last seven days”or click

Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4 – Use Photoshop or similar to put it all together.

Here’s Mine:

Oh, it’s ON!

I got a + on my OPK today!!!!

WOOT WOOOOOOOT! My eggies are in full working order. I figured I’d get a + today. It was nearly + yesterday but not quite there. Then, last night, I began feeling full and uncomfortable with some discomfort specifically on the left side. O pains, O pains! I read online somewhere that this pain and discomfort doesn’t usually signify that you are ovulating RIGHT THEN AND THERE, but rather is an indication of ovulation about to occur.

I feel pretty well-covered. DH and I BD’ed yesterday morning, and again this morning. I’m planning on BDing again tomorrow night, just to be on the safe side. I figure we’re pretty well covered.

It’s not up to us, anyway. We can only do so much.. I can only hope that this is our lucky month! Maybe I should just start wearing four leaf clovers all over the place. 😉

Let’s get it on

It’s so easy when you decide that you are ready for a baby to get caught up in all of the TTC madness. Once you come to the conclusion that you are ready to start your family, it’s like something goes off in your brain and you want to get pregnant as soon as humanly possible. Nine months is long enough to have to wait to hear the proverbial pitter-patter of little feet.

In the chaos, the obsession, the waiting and the heartbreak of TTC it’s easy to forget the reason behind all of the OPKs, the charting, the temping. You want to add to your family. You want to create a life with your significant other. You want to share your love with that person and create something wholly new and unique. It’s an amazing and beautiful thing, and I think that sometimes we lose sight of that.

For months, DH and I have only BD’ed around O time. Well, I’ve been using my OPKs for a week now with no positives yet. We started DTD about a week ago, and I’m happy to report have been very active at it even when we don’t really need to be, and suddenly I remembered something that I seem to have lost along the way.
Making love to my husband is fun.

Amidst all the craziness, the desperation to get knocked up I forgot that I love being intimate with my husband. I’ve vowed to not stress about DTD around O time so much, and just.. Do it. Making a baby doesn’t have to be stressful and tiring. It doesn’t have to take so much effort and work. My husband and I can just have fun making a baby… Isn’t that the way it’s supposed to be, anyway?

Don’t get me wrong, I’m still using my OPKs and BDing around the “right” times…. But somewhere down the road I lost sight of the fact that I actually love to DTD with my husband, and it’s damn well time I remember that and get back our “old” selves in the bedroom.

Stupid OPKs…

So I’m using OPKs again to find out when I’m ovulating, not only to try and catch the egg but because of the Origin vitamins.
I forgot what a pain in the ASS OPKs are. Why? Because you’re not supposed to use FMU like a pregnancy test, you are supposed to test around midday. Not a big deal, right? Wrong. You also are supposed to get urine as concentrated as possible, which means, NO PEEING FOR THREE TO FOUR HOURS.
It’s murder, I tell you. In the mornings, I generally eat, drink a cup of coffee, and go to the bathroom by 8:30, so I can test around 11:30-12:30. Two days ago, my bladder was fine with this. I had no problems waiting until then. Today, however, I’m already having to go. I went to the restroom around.. Oh, I dunno, 8:45 A.M. It’s 9:45 A.M. right now and my bladder’s like, “HEY BITCH. IT’S TIME TO GO.” and I’m all like “NO, BLADDER. NO.” and it’s sitting here screaming at me, doing jumping jacks or some shit. Gyah!
Ugh. The things I do to have a baby….

Something’s fishy..

I just got a message from my cousin on Facebook. I’m feeling a bit silly at the moment, but it’s kind of giving me hope. Here’s what she wrote:


Just had a dream about fish in an egg carton. I took it up to your old house door and was about to transfer it into a bigger fish tank. Hmmmm….fish=fertility. This is especially true for my dreams. I’m 6 for 6. I’m praying, sista!!!

I Googled a few dream dictionaries and looked up what fish symbolize, and the first dictionary I brought up did, in fact confirm that fish in a dream can be a sign of fertility, conception; pregnancy. I, of course do not believe that my cousin is some kind of weird pregnancy psychic but I also do believe that some people are very perceptive and sensitive, especially in their subconscious.

I do believe if we get pregnant this month, I’ll call my baby my little fishy :)

Origin Update

I’m currently on CD8, and have been on my Origin vitamins for a week. They are massive, gigantic horse pills, everyone. They smell funny, they’re hard to swallow, and they make me queasy even when I take them with food.

However, I’ve already noticed some signs of the beginnings of fertile CM. Yesterday it was a bit watery, so I’m taking that as a good sign. I have always been lacking in the CM department and I think that may be one of the reasons that we’re having a bit of difficulty conceiving. I’m going to start using my OPKs on CD10, which is Thursday.

I know I said that I was trying to be relaxed about trying and I am. I have to try and pinpoint my ovulation, because with these vitamins you’re only supposed to take them ’till 7DPO. 2 a day from CD1 ’till ovulation, then 1 a day from ovulation ’till 7DPO. Then you switch to your normal prenatals. I told DH that I was either going to use OPKs again or start temping. He vehemently balked at the temping, as he hates waking up in the mornings to beep… beep… beeeeeeeep….

I can’t say that I blame him.

Here’s hoping that I won’t be able to drink anything but water or juice this St. Patty’s Day! Woo!

Babies having babies

A friend of mine posted this story on their journal, and I am re-posting. The only thing that I can think to say, or ask rather, about this story is why?

13 Year Old Boy/15 Year Old Girl Become Parents

One year and 4 months of being ready for a baby, one miscarriage, and 8 cycles of actively trying to conceive versus one night of unprotected, uninformed sex.

Tell me: how is this fair?

I Stole This.

I stole this from Brandy, who commented on my Hi-Liter Pee blog.

Go to and type in your answer to each question in the search box, then write in one definition it gives you.

1. Your Name: Natalie
The most beautiful and loving person i have ever met…i love her and she can be the best peroson ever (I’m not quite sure what a peroson is, but OK.)

2. Your Age: 25
Lysergic Acid Diethylamide-25. LSD, acid
“Do you know where I can score a few hits of25?”

3. One of your friends: Joshua
A boyfriend who cooks, cleans, pays, and drives. A Joshua. (This is hilarious to me, because Joshua is actually my husband.)

4. Admirer: Anonymous.
Anonymous are hackers on steroids, treating the Web like a real-life video game, sacking Web sites, creating chaos and disrupting innocent people’s lives. They are an internet hate machine.

5. Favorite color: Purple.
Extremely potent marijuana, specifically marijuana buds that have a purple hue to them. Also accompanied by a fragant, usually fruity smell and mad perma-grin.
“Yo, you gotta come over and smoke, boy! I got the purple!”

6. Birth place: Harvey, IL
A state that feels more like a large city surrounded by farmland. Most people who live in this state feel that it is divided into two areas–Chicago and Downstate. Although the official state capital is Springfield, just about everything gets done in Chicago. In fact, some out-of-staters actually believe that the capital of Illinois is Chicago. Because of this, and many other things, most “downstaters” resent everything and everyone from Chicago.
Visitor: Where are you from?

Illinois Guy: I’m from Peoria, Illinois.
Visitor: Where’s that? Near Chicago?
Illinois Guy: No, it’s about 50 miles west of Bloomington.
Visitor: Where’s Bloomington?
Illinois Guy: Oh, forget it. It’s near Chicago. (I am, in fact, from a suburb of Chicago 20 miles south called….. Forget it. It’s near Chicago.)

7. Month of your B-day: January
Nantional Hangover Month. Because of the recent holadays and masive partying the general population spends the month hungover (Oh, how I love Nantional Hangover Month. I also love holadays. Hola!)

8. The last person you talked to: Lloyd.
An idiot. Someone who acts stupidly; An easy target of ridicule.
“He’s a total ‘Lloyd.’ “

9. Nickname: Nat
Abbreviation for “Naked Alone Time”
After my shower I like to wander around the apartment and have NAT. (Damn straight.)


So, here’s a fun little mathmatical equation for you.

Origin Vitamins + My Urine =

Class dismissed.