Preachy, anti-abortion messaging aside, this video reduced me to tears today. My struggle to get pregnant in no way invalidates someone else's choice or obligates them to give their baby up for adoption. However, given that . . . pass me the Kleenex.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Coming Out of the Closet
Just realized that linking this blog to my Google/Blogger profile means that my friends will see this blog. I feel oddly relieved. I think one of the harder parts about our struggle to conceive is the fact that I've been unable to talk about it with my friends and people I love the most. It's nothing to be ashamed of, but with so many friends baby booming in the last two years or so, it didn't feel like the right time to talk about it. So, I guess we're out.
And I feel so much better knowing that people will now know. And probably understand that while I am elated for each of their birth announcements and joyous pregnancies and beautiful babies, my heart aches because it has not yet been our time.
And I feel so much better knowing that people will now know. And probably understand that while I am elated for each of their birth announcements and joyous pregnancies and beautiful babies, my heart aches because it has not yet been our time.
Valentine's Day
The other day, I made reservations for a fabulous Valentine's Day dinner at Capital Grille. I went with my mentor attorney when he was wining and dining me in hopes that I would join the firm (and the meal was definitely NOT why I didn't choose them--it was fabulous), but Mr. has not yet been. I found myself daydreaming about not being able to drink that night because maybe I would be pregnant. Then I checked my FF calendar and saw that would be CD 30. So really, I should know by then if things are looking good or if things will be looking the same as the last oh . . . 36 months.
I am crossing my fingers that everything works this month. Mr. has been so great and so supportive and I can tell how much he wants to be a daddy. I feel a little selfish because I wanted to go back to law school, which pushed back our pregnancy timeline. It makes me tear up a little bit every time I see him with babies or kids. It's my hope I can give him the best Valentine's Day present he has ever received in this, our 10th Valentine's Day together.
Monday, January 23, 2012
Meet "To Oikos"
A little about our little oikos ("to oikos" meaning "the family" in Greek).
I am a thirtysomething woman born and raised on the West Coast--primarily in California. I'm the oldest in a very blended family (all told, between step siblings and half-siblings, I am the oldest of 10). I was a high school teacher (which my mom loved because she said it would give me a lot of time to spend with my future kids) and otherwise worked in education and with educational nonprofits until I switched tracks and went to law school. I will be graduating in May and then moving back to California to practice corporate law at a large law firm. Although I am the oldest in my family, I am not the first one to have kids (obviously, since that hasn't yet happened). My younger sister has three kids (aged almost-12, 5, and 2) and my stepsister has a 2 year old and is pregnant with her second child. Although it's not like I've been twiddling my thumbs for the last several years, I still get questions all the time about when we're going to have kids. If they only knew . . . . In any event, when I am not dealing with law school work (ugh) or people (double ugh), I am a voracious consumer of pop culture. I love reading celebrity gossip and blind item websites and reality TV. To be honest, the trashier, the better. No Survivor or American Idol or The Bachelor for me (although I do watch The Amazing Race occasionally and do love Top Chef and Project Runway). I'm all about the Real Housewives, Jersey Shore (seasons 1-3), and For the Love of Ray J. Basically, if it's by 51 Minds Entertainment or on VH-1 or Bravo, there's a good chance I'll watch it).
My husband is California born and California bred and when he dies, he'll be California dead. I don't think he ever wants to live anywhere else aside from California! I forced him to move to Massachusetts with me when I got into law school and he has suffered through the past nearly-three years with me . . . and most of it, with the exception of the miserable winter of 2010-11, with a smile. It hasn't been all terrible for him though. He is getting a master's degree in Computer Science and will hopefully improve his job prospects/position when we return to California. He's the outdoorsy one of the pair of us, with real, honest-to-God skills. He's a hunter and fisherman and was actually an Eagle Scout. He has previously practiced martial arts and is now getting back into Brazilian Jiu Jitsu and Muay Thai. He is an avid sports fan, particularly UCLA (both of our alma mater).
We were married after five years of dating and have now been married for 4.5 years and counting. My husband is Greek-American, which is why there will be Greek words sprinkled throughout. I'm trying to learn, but I think another vacation to Greece is in order to help with the immersion process!
I am a thirtysomething woman born and raised on the West Coast--primarily in California. I'm the oldest in a very blended family (all told, between step siblings and half-siblings, I am the oldest of 10). I was a high school teacher (which my mom loved because she said it would give me a lot of time to spend with my future kids) and otherwise worked in education and with educational nonprofits until I switched tracks and went to law school. I will be graduating in May and then moving back to California to practice corporate law at a large law firm. Although I am the oldest in my family, I am not the first one to have kids (obviously, since that hasn't yet happened). My younger sister has three kids (aged almost-12, 5, and 2) and my stepsister has a 2 year old and is pregnant with her second child. Although it's not like I've been twiddling my thumbs for the last several years, I still get questions all the time about when we're going to have kids. If they only knew . . . . In any event, when I am not dealing with law school work (ugh) or people (double ugh), I am a voracious consumer of pop culture. I love reading celebrity gossip and blind item websites and reality TV. To be honest, the trashier, the better. No Survivor or American Idol or The Bachelor for me (although I do watch The Amazing Race occasionally and do love Top Chef and Project Runway). I'm all about the Real Housewives, Jersey Shore (seasons 1-3), and For the Love of Ray J. Basically, if it's by 51 Minds Entertainment or on VH-1 or Bravo, there's a good chance I'll watch it).
My husband is California born and California bred and when he dies, he'll be California dead. I don't think he ever wants to live anywhere else aside from California! I forced him to move to Massachusetts with me when I got into law school and he has suffered through the past nearly-three years with me . . . and most of it, with the exception of the miserable winter of 2010-11, with a smile. It hasn't been all terrible for him though. He is getting a master's degree in Computer Science and will hopefully improve his job prospects/position when we return to California. He's the outdoorsy one of the pair of us, with real, honest-to-God skills. He's a hunter and fisherman and was actually an Eagle Scout. He has previously practiced martial arts and is now getting back into Brazilian Jiu Jitsu and Muay Thai. He is an avid sports fan, particularly UCLA (both of our alma mater).
We were married after five years of dating and have now been married for 4.5 years and counting. My husband is Greek-American, which is why there will be Greek words sprinkled throughout. I'm trying to learn, but I think another vacation to Greece is in order to help with the immersion process!
First Post
Husband and I have been married for almost four and a half years. We decided about a year ago that we wanted to start a family and wanted to get serious in our efforts. Unlike in the movies--or on Teen Mom--it didn't happen on the first try. Or the second. Apparently I was not ovulating . . . interestingly, that's somewhat of a prerequisite to natural pregnancy. We unfortunately had to seek assistance.
This month, I started my first round of Clomid. Hopefully this is enough to get the eggs going! So far I haven't suffered many of the side effects, other than a bit of hot flashes. Hubby is thanking his lucky stars I haven't had the mood swings that Clomid can bring--I'm sure I'm not a picnic to deal with normally!
So, welcome to our journey. It is our hope that this blog will one day grow to a discussion of my pregnancy and our lives with our children.
This month, I started my first round of Clomid. Hopefully this is enough to get the eggs going! So far I haven't suffered many of the side effects, other than a bit of hot flashes. Hubby is thanking his lucky stars I haven't had the mood swings that Clomid can bring--I'm sure I'm not a picnic to deal with normally!
So, welcome to our journey. It is our hope that this blog will one day grow to a discussion of my pregnancy and our lives with our children.
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