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when agony met hope...: February 2015
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When agony met hope. Stumbling through infertility, one day at a time. Tuesday, February 10, 2015. Forgive me, Readers, for I have sinned. It's been almost three weeks since my last confessional post. There has been a lot of wallowing in Agony land. Or, more accurately, had been a lot of wallowing. The first two weeks post-miscarriage were, in short, horrible. Not just emotionally but also physically, and in ways I didn't expect. I told her that I wasn't sure of the culprit: infection? When Dr. Smile...
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when agony met hope...: 33w0d.
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When agony met hope. Stumbling through infertility, one day at a time. Friday, October 9, 2015. Fun fact: According to the OB's office, I was actually 33w0d yesterday. But I'm pretty sure this is based on the due date of 11/25, which was given to me by the same site that told me what week/day I was based on my transfer date. So, I suppose I *could* be 33w1d today, but whatevs.]. Still craving bread-y, squishy carbs. The bad heartburn continues! We're finished with our prenatal classes! When I saw the OB ...
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when agony met hope...: 37w0d.
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When agony met hope. Stumbling through infertility, one day at a time. Thursday, November 5, 2015. Biophysical profile 11/6; OB 11/10. 598 lbs. Up a little but down almost 4 lbs. just from yesterday, due to several monster poops. (Sorry, TMI! Averaging between 5 and 6, which is about 1-2 less than I'd like. Staying asleep is harder these days, and not just because of the constant peeing. What I'm not loving:. Gaining weight again. For a while I thought I'd hold steady at 55 lbs. Really hoping I l...Getti...
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when agony met hope...: June 2015
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When agony met hope. Stumbling through infertility, one day at a time. Thursday, June 25, 2015. Bell pepper or sweet potato. 372 lbs. Up 7 lbs. from last week. I've officially stopped weighing myself every day, because it makes me too depressed. I worked on a farm over the weekend and. Went swimming for hours on Monday, but then my hands swelled so much that when I woke Tuesday I couldn't make fists. The OB has ordered me indoors. She says it's too hot and humid for me to be outside. Funsies. Carbs My st...
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when agony met hope...: August 2015
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When agony met hope. Stumbling through infertility, one day at a time. Wednesday, August 26, 2015. Yesterday I went back to the cardiologist's office and met with her PA. You know how I got all freaked out about my test results? By this morning, I was already down 3.5 lbs. Guess what hasn't improved, though? The good news: Today's BP was 124/81. No protein in my urine. No sugar either. So, even though pre-eclampsia is likely going to happen at some point, it hasn't claimed me yet. Tomorrow Mr. Hope a...
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when agony met hope...: January 2015
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When agony met hope. Stumbling through infertility, one day at a time. Wednesday, January 21, 2015. Do you want your husband to come with you? The assistant asked. I told her no, that I didn't want to put him through this. He was in the waiting room with the BFF; that's where I wanted him to stay. Looks like you saved yourself a procedure," the tech said. I'm pretty sure one of the first things I said to him was, "Why didn't you prepare me for this? And even then, my head was clear enough to see that I'd...
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when agony met hope...: coming into the home stretch.
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When agony met hope. Stumbling through infertility, one day at a time. Wednesday, November 4, 2015. Coming into the home stretch. The longer this pregnancy progresses, the worse I am about writing updates. I suck. I super suck. There's so much I want to say - need to say - and to be honest, I can't even claim carpal tunnel pain anymore because the cortisone injections that the nice orthopedic doctor gave me a few weeks back have made a world of difference. Here's the quick and dirty update:. I'm good....
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No Baby On Board – Different Shores – Childfree LIVING
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Different Shores - Childfree LIVING. Books, Films, News. No Baby On Board. Date: March 6, 2017. I love this cartoon by Martin Shovel. 8211; this is what I’ve always thought every time I’ve seen one of those. Stickers. I’ve always wondered if they really are a proven crash deterrent. This cartoon could be a metaphor for attitudes towards the childfree at the moment, what with these study findings. Have children and some people just. Children, for whatever reason? Not to mention the people that. That carto...
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when agony met hope...: showered.
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When agony met hope. Stumbling through infertility, one day at a time. Sunday, October 4, 2015. But of course, my baby shower wasn't yesterday. It was a couple of weeks ago, And I was about 95% surprised. Here's how they did it:. And like a flash I thought, "Are they stalling me? I turned to Mr. Hope and said, "There's really a Girl Scout event, right? This isn't, like, a surprise shower? Not that I know of," he replied. "Why would you think that? Looking back at all of the little details, I'm beyond imp...
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when agony met hope...: January 2016
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When agony met hope. Stumbling through infertility, one day at a time. Monday, January 11, 2016. Breastfeeding.it's what your tits are for.'. I wanted to breastfeed the Jellybean for a variety of reasons. There was the bond, of course. And I know that when it comes to nutrition, "breast is best." But also: it's free, where as formula is expensive. Really makes you want to "whip 'em out," doesn't it? I was so fucking naive. After that initial success, things started to go down south almost right away....
