There is a me-shaped imprint in my disheveled bed. A bed that I’ve been retreating into as much as possible for the past four days. Right on schedule on the first day of my sixth week pregnant, the nausea has hit and hit hard. The first day, I made it through a workout and walk… Continue reading Finding My Foundation & Just So Nauseous {6 Week Update}
The exhaustion this time around seems all-consuming. Perhaps my memory has grown foggy, but I feel like I’m so much more lethargic in early pregnancy than I was when pregnant with Abby. Perhaps it is because I’m chasing a two-year-old now. Or perhaps it is just because this season of our family’s life has a… Continue reading 5 Weeks, 2 Days {And I’m buying frozen meals}
*Warning: For those deep in the trenches of the infertility battle, this post may be hard to read as it references pregnancy success. Please feel free to come back when your heart is ready. I understand. I truly do.* I’ve needed to write this post for over a week now. But, I didn’t have words.… Continue reading My Little Lion Baby {Forever}
In summary, everything yesterday went smoothly with the embryo transfer and now all that is left is to navigate “resting” with a toddler while waiting for pregnancy test results in the next couple of weeks. Oh, yay, resting and taking a whole lot of meds. But, beyond the summary, the DETAILS of yesterday are what… Continue reading Lion Baby {And other FET updates}
When I wrote yesterday’s post, I knew my heart would not be satisfied with Netflix and ice cream for long. I knew my tired body would become what this Lion Baby needs. For, I am brave. Brave enough to whisper my fears. Brave enough to reach out with what terrifies me. Brave enough to utter… Continue reading Knowing this day would come {And choosing to hope}
I would rather just eat my outrageously rich coconut/almond ice cream and watch Netflix right now. Not write. Not process. Not face the fact that my body aches, is bloated, and hormonal, while my baby is not yet even inside. Two more days. I am stronger this time around. While I’ve felt “off” on the… Continue reading When embryo transfer is two days away {But the heart and body are over it}
While I have been quiet for the past week or so, it has not been because life has been slow or the days quiet. Rather, the past week has been a flurry of activity to wrap up all my doula client responsibilities in Colorado, situate our living arrangement so that I could be gone for… Continue reading Undress from the waist down {And other FET adventures}
I bled bright red this week. Thick and heavy. And after spotting since January 7 on birth control preparation, I was a bit shocked that my body could still have a medication-induced period. But, I did. And, miraculously, for maybe one of the first times in my life I had no cramping/bloating. I think I… Continue reading On Tears & Flutters of Hope
My body said 3:30 am was a ridiculous time to be awake, and yet I was pulled from bed. My heart said it was time. Time to prepare for this day. This beginning. This reminder of reality that would come with a 7:30 am vaginal ultrasound. Time to be BRAVE. I want to write this… Continue reading Lupron Day 1 {And I’m following my heart}
In my last post, I wrote a bit about how TTC #2 is different this time. More grace and less time. More understanding and even less energy to cope. There is a give and a take to this IVF journey that terrified me just mere months ago. How would I ever care for Abby while… Continue reading Self-Care. Self-Love. And, Paleo Pep Talks.
Tear Drops Falling 