Thursday, September 24, 2009

It's a bird! It's a plane! No wait! It's Super Sperm!



While Hubs and I were shopping last weekend, we stopped by the Halloween store that just opened up. To my surprise this is what I found:

Super Sperm

"Description:No one will believe that you entered the party as Super Sperm this year. This bulging white bodysuit is padded with muscles in the arms and legs. A long snake-esque tail, dome shaped headpiece and white gloves are also included. Plus, the Super Sperm logo is printed square in the chest. You'll strike fear or hilarity into those around you with this unique superhero costume. Hit the town with your archenemy, Captain Condom, for a hilarious night."

For a mere $52.99 you can become Super Sperm. If only it was that easy...


Find it here.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Would the real AF please stand up?

About a week ago I found out that I have refills of my Femara left. Even though I know I am doing it without dr.'s approval I decided to go ahead do a medicated cycle. I am tired of doing nothing. I want to at least have a smidgen of a chance.

It seems as though the bitch (AF) seems to have other plans for me. According to FF I am due to start on Wednesday (CD 31) or possibly Thursday (CD32). On Wednesday (CD 24) I began to have PMS symptoms. Very slight spotting began on Friday (CD 26) and when I say slight I mean slight. Nothing on my panties, only when I wipe, pink CM slight. That went on for 3 days never getting darker. As of today all of my PMS symptoms and spotting are gone. I don't even feel like I can count the spotting as a super light AF because of how little there was.

I'm hoping, HOPING that the real AF will show up so I can do a medicated cycle. If it doesn't I won't be able to take the Femara. Boo.


*And before you ladies start telling me that it could be "special" implantation spotting I am pretty sure that I didn't ovulate this month.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

You would think that I would have run out of tears by now...

On Thursday I was invited to have dinner at my aunt and uncles house with all the cousins, cousin's babies and grandparents. Since I have missed the last several "family get togethers" I figured I should attend. I did my very best to mentally prepare myself for the three young families that would be attending, including a 3 year old, a 1 1/2 year old, a just turned one year old, and a one month old. Oh yeah, and did I mention the pregnant girl? I even texted the pg cousin that morning to tell her that I missed her. I also asked if she had plans for the weekend and if she wanted to do something. I never heard anything back from her so I assumed she didn't receive the text.

When I finally got there that night I did fine. I met the new baby for the first time and gave everyone hugs. Then it started. "It" being the fact all anyone could talk about was babies. "I is starting to walk! All E ever does is get into trouble! A is sooo cute! D is sleeping so good! We find out what sex the baby is on Wednesday!"

It suddenly felt like the bottom 3/4 of my lungs had been filled with concrete. It was like it was physically impossible to take a deep breath. All I could do was take small, short gasps. Even though all I could think about was the fact that I could hardly breathe, I did my best to hide it.

When it came time to have dessert I sat down with my pg cousin. I kept waiting for her to say something like "Sorry I never texted you back..." but she didn't, so I brought it up. Her response? "Yeah, I got it." Silence.

I don't know why that one incident upset me so much. Maybe it was the feeling of rejection when I already felt like I didn't fit in, but whatever it was that was it for me. I could not do it anymore. I could not breathe at all. After saying my goodbyes and claiming to be super tired, I practically ran to my car.

As soon as I got in the car I began gasping for air as tears welled up in my eyes. I cried the entire 30 minute drive home. As I sobbed, I didn't even bother to wipe the tears from my eyes, I just let them roll down my face. While my body shook, I yelled "Why me?" at God. When I had almost arrived home, the tears started to dry up and I suddenly realized that I could finally breathe. Deep, wonderful, refreshing breathes.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Crafty-Crafty!

I signed up for this over on Steph O.'s Blog. I have seen this on a lot of people's blogs but hopefully there is someone out there who hasn't done it yet and wants to!

The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me, especially for you. I am definitely not very crafty but I will try my hardest! This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:


1- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make but I hope you will.

2- What I create will be just for you.

3-They say I have a year to get it to you. But I promise it will NOT take that long.

4- You have no clue what it's going to be. (nor do I at this point! :)

The catch? You must re-post this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog.

So the first five people who post, and are willing to pass it along,will get a handmade gift in the mail from me. When you get it, make sure you post a pic on your blog! Let's have some fun!