Off to D.C....

Another 2 day trip for work - this time, to Washington, D.C. I wouldn't mind so much, if it wasn't so damn early!!

FINALLY!

DH GOT A JOB!

It's decent pay, he goes in today to finish his paperwork and get his schedule, HE GOT A JOB!

I am so happy for him! (And, of course, for us, since it means things will be much easier now!)

On a lighter note...

I've officially lost 8lbs this month. WOOHOO!

Finally, something is working!

:(

Happy Birthday, baby girl. We still miss you. :(

P.W.O.
3/19/2009

I am frustrated.

Even my dreams won't let me have a bit of rest. I had weird dreams all night of having a newborn, and somehow I had to go back to traveling for work when it (he or she was never revealed in the dream) was only 2 weeks old. And I couldn't find a babysitter. So I was trying to travel with a 2 weeks old and take it to work with me.

So, something I haven't mentioned much here is that I've officially been declared diabetic by my PCP. He's sending me to an endocrinologist, because apparently the oral diabetes medications are not approved for sue during conception/pregnancy, so while we're trying, my only option is... vials/injections.

To say I am bummed is an understatement. I want to do what is best for my health, but really? As if I needed something else added on. Now I have to worry about finding hotel rooms with a fridge, how to get this stuff through airport security in the right way. I have to add testing my blood sugar to my list of morning activities, on top of temping, and my usual morning routine.

I know, I am whining. My health is at stake, and I should just be gung ho about taking care of it. But, this is my blog, so whine whine bitch whine. ;)

Or, you never know, maybe when I get to the endo, they'll have a different opinion? It's really up to them. Making the appointment today...

Come on, AF

I know, I know, I should step away from the pee sticks. Since I haven't been faithfully temping, I have no idea if/when I ovulated, so lord knows it could have been yesterday (though the Clomid seems to keep me pretty regular, but again, without temping, who knows). The wait kills me every time. If it's not this cycle, then let's just get it over with, shall we?

I'm home!

I love full week trips. Part of me doesn't like being away from home for so long, but I do love the feeling of COMING home on Friday, if that makes sense. Kind of makes me feel like I appreciate DH even more when I'm gone all week. I love that he picks me up at the airport - such a nice feeling to see his smile and how big and genuine it is. :)

Paranoia...

Trying to conceive is making me paranoid. No joke. Every stomach twinge, every bout of nausea, makes you instantly wonder if you're pregnant, which then quickly switches to that feeling of dread in your stomach, accompanied by the negative gods telling you that you haven't managed it yet, so why would now be any different. You over analyze EVERYTHING about your body, you blame yourself. You start dissecting every area of life, will your house be big enough? Will your salary be big enough? What about daycare, breast or bottle? (You have a lot of time on your hands, ya know? Cause it's not like once you get knocked up, you don't still have a couple more months to think about this crap.)

Can you tell the two week wait is killing me?

I've always flocked to city settings....

...and this is no exception. So far, I am really enjoying New York. Other than having to physically move someone away from me, because he was in my face and making me uncomfortable, I'm enjoying myself.

Don't ask me about work, though. That part of the trip is not going well.

Hello, New York!

Every day that I get to come to places like this, for free (well, not really, I'm here to work, though obviously not 24 hours a day), I have to stop and reflect on how thankful I am that I am allowed these opportunities. The work is thankless, and tedious, but I always dreamt or traveling for work, and fell into it by accident.

In Manhattan for the week, and can't wait to get checked into my room and settled in, so I can go explore a bit! I thought I would be prepared for the crazy cabbies, at least somewhat, since I'm from Chicago, but I was horribly wrong. LOL! The cabbies are definitely more crazy here.

As for the area, ask me again in a bit once I get to explore some. :)

Yep, I'm getting old...

As I type this (At 2:26a.m.), two of my friends and my husband are sitting on the couch, watching a movie, while I'm struggling to stay awake. I feel old. LOL. After a night of karaoke, I can barely keep my eyes open.

On the plus side, I won a karaoke contest tonight, so now I move on to a semi-final round next weekend. If I make it to the finals on March 19th, I'm up for a $250 prize, and a one hour recording session. I doubt I will win the whole thing, but based on the competition, I'd bet I make it to that final round.

Costumes/song-appropriate outfits are encouraged, so if anyone has any ideas, let me know!

Hello, waiting...

All signs point to the window being closed. (This is that damned fertile window I'm referring to.) So, now we wait.

Have I mentioned, I'm really, REALLY impatient??