Tuesday, April 26, 2011
So for some reason, my work decided to unblock Blogger! Yay!! I can now post at work, and comment on blogs again. I'm pretty excited about that :)
Today I had yet another Weight Watchers meeting. After getting my "10 lb ribbon" last week, I successfully gained a pound and a half. Oh joy. Gotta love emotional eating due to a traumatic Easter!
This week I am vowing to get back on track. I NEED to write down everything I eat, so I can be accountable. I NEED to exercise 3 times this week (at least! But hey, who am I kidding??! I don't want to set my goals too lofty...). I NEED to make dinners this week, instead of opting for the easy choice (which is somehow always really bad for me).
I assumed that, at my WW meeting, I was safe from the reminders of my inadequacies in the reproductive department. Nope. The lady who sits next to me mentioned how wonderful her weekend was, because her niece is 16 weeks pregnant! She put her u/s picture in a digital photo frame, and grandma said, "Why do you have a photo of a hurricane??"
I'm sure it's really cute if you are not a bitter old pessimist, like me. Luckily no one really cared too much about her news, and the topic passed quickly.
I keep thinking about "unexplained infertility" and how positively lucky I am to have won such a prize in the fertility lottery (please note the sarcasm). Unexplained infertility is awful. Because there is "nothing" wrong with me, everyone around me assumes that we just need to keep on trying, or relax, or drink some kind of tea, or have more sex, and we will magically become pregnant. And maybe we would. Someday. But just maybe.
I'm incredibly saddened and devastated for my great friend Aubre. After getting positive betas and pee sticks, seeing her little bean on an u/s and seeing the heart flickering away, she has lost her baby. She has a D&C scheduled for tomorrow, and I know she would appreciate any kind words.