Where The Heck Is My Stork?!?!

It’s been a frustrating few weeks.  We’re in the phase of doing nothing and pouting about it (well at least I am).  After the last cycle, we called the doc on Monday, but apparently you have to call on Day 1 (aka the weekend) which threw off that month….even though that doesn’t make much sense to me, but whatever. 

So this month, we were left to do things the old fashion way.  Well enter a round of strep/bronchitis followed up by the worst cold I ever remember having, and my husband has pretty much stayed as far away from me as humanly possible.  So unless there is some miracle or alien invasion, there will be no babies created in February. 

In the meantime, there have been multiple baby showers and pregnancy announcements.  I also got to hear someone complain about not being able to find Plan B at their local pharmacy, and basically, I have just been pouting. 

Yes, this post is very grownup and mature, but hey, I’m still sick and whiny so you get what you get.  Next week will be more cheery, and if you get a chance, please say a little prayer that March will be our month.   I’d really like that for a birthday present!! 

Birchbox Time!

The little cardboard box showed up and I demanded the husband open it while I drive down the road so I can gawk at my goodies.  Definitely not the most exciting loot, but it’s still good stuff.

Protect and Oil Beauty Protector:  I’ve never tried hair oil before, which doesn’t make much sense for a frizzy, curly haired girl, but this stuff was pretty good.  It wasn’t greasy and didn’t stay on my hands after applying.  I think it helped tame my damaged, winter-frizzed hair.  I won’t be rushing out to buy it, but I will continue to slap it on my wet hair when the thought crosses my mind.

Dr. Brandt Pores No More Pore Definer:  Finally found something that tones down my shiny nose and forehead.  I will definitely be using this stuff for photos, special occasions and anytime I have that funny glare coming off my skin.  It doesn’t take much product to get the job done, so the small tube should last me a while.

Joan Vass L’eau Cristal Perfume: I think I smelled like a roasted vanilla bean.  My husband seemed to like the smell.  I have never been a patchouli kind of girl and I have no clue what bergamot is, so I will be passing on purchasing this scent.

OPI Sheer Tints in Don’t Violet Me Down: I love getting nail polishes in the boxes.  I was excited to try this top coat, but the purple isn’t exactly me.  I think I looked frostbit or that I was lacking in oxygen, but I could see myself using this product in pink or another neutral color. 

Harney and Sons Fine Teas:  I am not a fancy tea drinker.  I like plain ole Lipton and sometimes will splurge on a flavored tea at a restaurant.  Needless to say, I would have preferred they send me a k-cup over a tea bag any ole day. 

Overall, it was an ok month.  Definitely celebrating that there was no lip junk involved.  At least I had free gift time at Clinique to make this month a little brighter!!  (You can’t beat Clinique eye liner!!)

This Is Why You Don’t Blog on Meds

 Warning: I’m medicated and weepy. 

I try not to spend too much of my life regretting things that I did or didn’t do. 

The thought does cross my mind sometimes about how one little moment could have changed so many things.  I think about Keith, who asked me out 5+ times before I said yes.  I was working a lot at the time, and kept denying his requests.  I can’t imagine my life right now if it weren’t for him finally suggesting lunch and giving me no choice but to say, “Yes.”  Best decision I ever made. 

That man has made me happier and angrier than any other human has in my 29ish+ years.  I love him in ways I didn’t know were possible.  He just gets me. 

Like earlier this week:  I was sick (again) and he brought me an iced coffee, lunch, throat drops and a surprise to work.  He bought me a baby name book to show me that he hasn’t given up hope.  The sweetness and hope behind his gesture breaks and warms my heart. 

Which brings me back to trying not to regret things.  A while back I bought the supplies to tell Keith we’re expecting.  In a moment of excitement, hope and allowing myself to believe, I bought the items I wanted to use to tell him.  I’ve never been a fan of handing someone a stick I peed on (not judging lol just not my style) so I prepared, just in case.  And now, I keep stumbling across my hidden surprise.  I worry what I will do with it if I never get to give it to him. 

Since the IUI, my body has been freaking out.  I won’t go into details, but let’s just say, my once normal cycles are all over the place and the doctor’s office isn’t being all that helpful in explaining it all to me.  And quite frankly, I don’t know what to do next.  Right now, I am waiting for this horrible sickness to pass and for the results from my recent doc appointments. 

But after all that rambling, Happy Valentine’s Day.  We’re spending a low key night together at home, because I had my husband cancel our dinner plans.  I can’t taste much right now, so why waste the amazing food at Montmartre!  I’m looking forward to spending some quality time with the man that I love and who I hope one day can be a Daddy again.