I don't post here much anymore, but I figure I'll keep updating with HA related stuff, as well as things related to my cycle so I remember them. I do come back to this blog quite frequently when I'm wondering about what happened when, or details about things that are no longer easily accessible to my poor addled brain, it's great to have as a reference.
So... I think I'm about to O again! I'm super excited about it, as I'm still BFing Timmy 2x/day (at 10.5 months old). I also weigh about six pounds less than I did when Timmy was conceived, so I was a little worried that my HA would be back again. (Although I'm not exercising nearly as much now, I'm lucky if it's 3x/week, so I've been hoping that would mitigate the weight loss).
Anyway, I've had a day of EWCM every two weeks since April, which suggested to me that things were slowly revving up. The first time freaked me out a bit as DH and I had been less than careful just a few days before, but it was just a random day (with a BFN a couple of weeks later). So I had it 7/2, 7/16, then every day since 7/24. And in copious amounts, more than I've ever had before! I'm not doing OPKs or temping or anything like that, I figure I'll have a good sense of when I might have O'ed based on drying up, and then I'll find out in somewhere from 5-15 days for sure if the good old CB (crimson bitch aka AF for any new readers) arrives. Fingers crossed!
Update: CB arrived on 8/3. So, I definitely O'ed! I would guess it was Monday night, 7/27, as I had some cramping that night, EWCM the following morning but nothing after that. So that's probably a 6-ish day LP. Not too bad... although I would have thought it would be longer than that based on all the egg-white. eh. now hopefully on to the next cycle!
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Thursday, July 09, 2009
Where is the rest of my damn rope?
I've officially been a stay at home mom for four months now. I haven't blogged about it, despite desire to do so, because there is just not enough time! I used to (ahem, cough cough) do quite a bit of posting while at work - it's a lot harder to carve out time to do so at home. When I'm actually home and one or both of the kids is napping there are so many other things to do that actually typing out one of the many posts I have in my head just doesn't seem to happen.
Overall, I'm really happy being home. I feel like my life is at a much more leisurely pace - not rushing to get everyone out the door in the morning, rushing to leave work, rushing to get home and get dinner for everyone, or to relive whomever was watching the kid/s. I don't have anything hanging over my head at the end of the day, which means I'm not sleepless into the wee hours of the morning worrying about it. We keep pretty busy, either playdates with my friends with kids, going out to the Museum of Science, Children's Museum, running around outside at our house, playground, shops, library etc. so I'm not finding that I'm bored (except for the last few weeks with All The Damn Rain when we've been stuck inside).
What I am having trouble with, particularly in the last week or two, is that my emotional reserves seem to be at an all time low. I find that I am getting to my snapping point way more easily than I used to. It's a combination of Timmy being a much more clingy, needy baby than Antony was at this age (probably because he's not getting as much of our time!), potty training / regression, sibling rivalry, and the control issues of an almost three-year-old. I really did snap today - I was trying to get us out of the house to go to the Science Museum, with not too much cooperation from the other required parties. At one point, Timmy was sitting on the living room floor minding his own business, when Antony just went up to him, gave him a smack on the head and then pushed him over backwards so the poor little guy bashed his head on the floor. I was sitting right next to them and lost it - reacted without thinking and smacked Antony in the back. I apologized shortly thereafter, and Ant doesn't seem to have any hard feelings, but I really feel awful. Later on Timmy bit me hard on the shoulder, again, and I gave him a little smack as well.
It's just not like me. I'm usually very patient, to the point where I've been told that I'm too lenient a parent. I'm not a yeller or fighter at all in my adult interactions, either personal or professional. I was told a lot at work how diplomatic I was and good at getting through even to the tough nuts. But the kids are bringing out parts of me I didn't even know were there!
What worries me is that even when I have some time away, when I come back it doesn't take long at all for me to be right back where I was before I left.
I really feel like I'm at the end of my rope. And I need to know how to get some more because I hate the way I've been acting the last week or two. Advice / suggestions appreciated.
Overall, I'm really happy being home. I feel like my life is at a much more leisurely pace - not rushing to get everyone out the door in the morning, rushing to leave work, rushing to get home and get dinner for everyone, or to relive whomever was watching the kid/s. I don't have anything hanging over my head at the end of the day, which means I'm not sleepless into the wee hours of the morning worrying about it. We keep pretty busy, either playdates with my friends with kids, going out to the Museum of Science, Children's Museum, running around outside at our house, playground, shops, library etc. so I'm not finding that I'm bored (except for the last few weeks with All The Damn Rain when we've been stuck inside).
What I am having trouble with, particularly in the last week or two, is that my emotional reserves seem to be at an all time low. I find that I am getting to my snapping point way more easily than I used to. It's a combination of Timmy being a much more clingy, needy baby than Antony was at this age (probably because he's not getting as much of our time!), potty training / regression, sibling rivalry, and the control issues of an almost three-year-old. I really did snap today - I was trying to get us out of the house to go to the Science Museum, with not too much cooperation from the other required parties. At one point, Timmy was sitting on the living room floor minding his own business, when Antony just went up to him, gave him a smack on the head and then pushed him over backwards so the poor little guy bashed his head on the floor. I was sitting right next to them and lost it - reacted without thinking and smacked Antony in the back. I apologized shortly thereafter, and Ant doesn't seem to have any hard feelings, but I really feel awful. Later on Timmy bit me hard on the shoulder, again, and I gave him a little smack as well.
It's just not like me. I'm usually very patient, to the point where I've been told that I'm too lenient a parent. I'm not a yeller or fighter at all in my adult interactions, either personal or professional. I was told a lot at work how diplomatic I was and good at getting through even to the tough nuts. But the kids are bringing out parts of me I didn't even know were there!
What worries me is that even when I have some time away, when I come back it doesn't take long at all for me to be right back where I was before I left.
I really feel like I'm at the end of my rope. And I need to know how to get some more because I hate the way I've been acting the last week or two. Advice / suggestions appreciated.
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