Gratitude and IF

I haven't posted about my gratitude lately, so here goes...

Today I am grateful for...

1. A beautiful day yesterday: nice morning walk with hubby and puppy, productive fun with friend in the afternoon, and libations with ILs in the evening.

2. A month of birthdays! My hubby, mom, dad, and step-dad are all September babies, so it's a month of non-stop fun...(and of course I'm shortly after in October!). Today is Dad's - happy birthday old man!

3. Relaxing at home with movies.

4. The (official) beginning of Fall tomorrow..although our weather has yet to reflect it.

5. My mom's retirement celebration next weekend, and getting to see my brother!

6. Peace and patience.

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And, on the IF front, I had an opportunity to get some really good advice this weekend:

1. Just relax! I did with all of mine, and it worked perfectly!
2. Try to not think about it, and enjoy all your blessings.
3. Don't worry, it'll happen.

If I had a dollar for everytime I heard this...!

Ironically, this advice didn't bother me as much as it has in the past. I think I'm in a much better spot emotionally than I have been in the past 6 months. Maybe it's just that I'm used to it, and have come to expect such comments from people who don't know what it's like to struggle with IF. Recently, M said something to a group of us who were discussing IF that I missed at the time, but my friend repeated to me the other day:

People are doing the best they can with their own knowledge and life experiences.

What I take this to mean is that I shouldn't be so quick to react to what I perceive as fertiles being insensitive to my struggle, when they have no idea or experience with infertility! Honestly, I might have been one to say something like that if I hadn't experienced IF...who knows? Do we ever really step out of our shoes and try to imagine other people's pain in such a way that it's the same as experiencing it? No...We can't possibly. When I stop to think about this, I'm pretty sure there have been times I've made "insensitive" comments about situations I had no experience with.

It's raining pregnancies!

I really have nothing too exciting to post about my own life right now. Just working and counting the days until AF #2...at which point I will start counting the days until AF #3! I have definitely been keeping up with my reading, and am all caught up on the lives of my IF sisters..

..and the TWO more recent BFPS! Amber just got a surprise positive, after being on a break. Perhaps she was just "relaxed" enough?! Ha! A big congrats to her!

Additionally, Natalie received a beautiful second pink line after many years of heartbreak. I can't think of a woman more deserving of the joys of motherhood, especially after all she has experienced and survived. Congrats and sticky vibes to her!

I have now appropriately moved these lovely ladies to the "Baking the Bun" portion of my blog. Now, in the first time in my blogging history, I have more buddies in that category that in the "Preheating the Oven" portion! This, my friends, gives me hope.

1 down, 2 to go!

AF #1: check.

Boy, I guess all you have to do get a visitor is complain! Yup, she showed up today with her 2 friends Pain and Bloating. Oh yeah, and in her suitcase she packed little PMS.

So happy am I...

Getting Impatient (ha!)

Why is it that when you don't want anything to do with AF, she shows up with her 6 million suitcases in preparation for a long visit.....and when you want NOTHING MORE than to see her, she is nowhere in sight? Seriously? Can a girl get a break? I'd like to check AF #1 off my list SOMETIME in September.

In other news, today I got to see some pics of M's new (week-old) darling little girl. If there is one thing that snaps me out of my IF funk, it's the sight of a gorgeous new baby. Forget jealousy, forget sadness, forget impatience. The sight of a new baby is and always will be my saving grace.

Being Flexible

I posted a few months back about making plans, and how everything we thought we'd be doing this year pretty much hasn't happened. I wrote about how it's been hard mentally rearranging plans for our future. When my friend M told me last November that she and her hubby were starting ttc, I thought, "Well, I've been trying for 7 months...I'm sure I'll be pregnant soon." M was pregnant immediately, and her baby was born on Sunday. Hmmm..change of plans.

Recently we were invited on vacations abroad next summer, and I'm torn about what kinds of arrangements/RSVPs I should make. The first trip is in June to Costa Rica, and the second in July or August to Hawaii. Since the earliest we can start trying is November, the earliest I could be due is August 2010...unless we get preggers with multiples (in which case the probability of early delivery goes up and we wouldn't be flying ANYWHERE!). Logically, I know that it's still very early, and that we don't have to set anything in stone just yet..but I can't help wondering if my plans to have a baby in 2010 will be realized. They certainly weren't in 2009.

And..as much as I would love to be on these vacations, there is a hope that for some reason, I won't be able to attend.

One thing I'm starting to learn through this process is that when the plans don't turn out as I want, it doesn't have to be the end of the world. This is evidence that my brain is starting to mature to the point of catching up with my biology. More and more lately, I've become less desperate to have a baby - not because I want it any less - because I'm realizing that I don't have much say about what goes on inside this body of mine! It doesn't help me at all to be desperate to the point of crying every time AF shows, evil eye-ing every PG l come across, and feeling jealousy when people I'm close to announce their easily-won pregnancies.

Releasing the desperation is giving me more peace.

If, for example, you had told me last September that I would not be PG this September, I would have flipped out! Now, I can look at the next year and be okay if it doesn't happen. As long as I know that I'm doing everything I can and utilizing the resources available to me, there's no point in being upset. Heck, it ALREADY hasn't been on my time table! Why sweat it more?

A Big Fat Zero!!!!!

I never in a million years imagined I'd be sitting here rejoicing at an hCG level of ZERO! But I am, because it means that I no longer have any pregnancy tissue in my tube!!

The frustrating part is that we were told to not try on our own (yeah right, are they actually expecting us to use protection?), and to call when I get my third period. Three AFs is a looong time to wait...but what choice do I have? I guess I'll enjoy those baby-free luxuries for a few more months. It'll be nice to not temp, worry, or POAS. And no more betas!!!

I took my first prenatal a few seconds after I hung up the phone...just a little bit excited, right?!

A slow decrease

As I sat in the lab chair last Friday (the 21st) I asked the NP to say a prayer for a big fat ZERO! She looked at me like I was a little bit off my rocker, probably because she knew that it wouldn't got from 95 to zero in one week! Lo and behold, she was correct. My hCG that day was 40. Definitely a good amount, but not there yet. No prenatals and limited salad for me continues.....

We were concluding our vacation this past Friday, so I rescheduled my appointment for tomorrow (Monday). I guess I'm a bit more realistic this time that it probably won't be zero, but hopeful nonetheless. What makes me curious about my whacked out body right now is that I clearly ovulated last Wednesday (fertile cm, pain and all!), but didn't think this was possible due to hCG still present in my body. I'll be sure to ask about this tomorrow as I sit in the hCG chair for the THIRTEENTH time.

No wonder I have to wait until November. This is taking FOREVER.