Wednesday, 29 July 2015

The Green Light

The rest of our vacation at home was great.

Donairs at Pizza Corner

Jamaican food

Visit with friends and their kids

We took a late flight on the way back to the Prairies. It worked out well because Paloma slept almost the whole second leg of the flight which was easier than having to entertain her for hours in a cramped space. We got home around 11:30 p.m. We didn't have a great sleep, but the next morning we got up and hit the road to our fertility clinic. Not the best day for 6 hours of driving, but it was the only appointment they had available before I go back to work. We met with the RE for about 5 mintues. She asked me some basic questions about my pregnancy and delivery and gave me the green light to start trying right away. She gave me the requisition for bloodwork, I bought some HCG from the pharmacy, we got Mexican for lunch and drove home.

I did the blood work on Friday (8 vials!) and my period arrived on Sunday. I was surprised, but when I counted it out on the calendar it was right on time. I called the clinic on Monday to report Day 1 and they told me they had only received 2 of my labs back, but they were okay to move forward as the others usually take a week or so to arrive anyway. They told me that my thyroid levels were a little low (meaning overactive thyroid) which didn't surprise me because they've always been in the low range of normal, but I guess now they are a little outside the range at 0.6. They told me they like to see levels of 1-2 for fertility, so then I spent the afternoon stressing out about that. 

I decided to do a natural cycle this time. Clomid gave me terrible hot flashes last time and Femara is contraindicated with breastfeeding. I know I said I was weaning Paloma, and for the most part I did. But I always end up nursing her 2-3 times a day (usually to sleep at night and when she wakes at 5:30 in the morning it's the only way to get her back to sleep.) If I felt like I really needed to, I could just tough it out and not give in when Paloma wants to nurse, but I'd much rather wean her gently than abruptly. I could also tough it out and get clomid hot flashes, but the clinic was adamant that I didn't need to take any drugs as I ovulate on my own and they were encouraging me to go natural so that's what I decided to do.

I have an ultrasound Tuesday morning for follicle tracking and guess what? Tuesday is my first day back at work! I'm not even back at work yet and I'm already emailing my boss to tell her I'm going to be late. I'll also have to take a sick day to drive the 3 hours to the clinic for the IUI. I'm obviously not going to be telling everyone I'm trying for a baby (like last time, but that was different.) I feel a little guilty about trying as soon as I go back to work, but there are many reasons why I want to start trying now and it seems a little silly to put off  my family building so as not to inconvenience my work.

This is probably my last post as a Stay At Home Mom of one. Life is changing a lot these days, but I feel like I'm in a really good place. I've learned so much over the past year - about parenting and about myself. Thank you so much to everyone who has supported me with positive comments and advice. I think the first year of parenting is a huge learning experience for everyone and it can be hard at times but I never felt alone thanks to all my friends, family & blog friends who let me know they were there. 





Saturday, 18 July 2015

Home Before Work

We are home in the Maritimes for our summer family vacation. I'm going back to work in just over two weeks so this is our last big vacation before Paloma starts daycare. It's always nice to be home. To be near the ocean and forest. Of course it goes without saying that I love to see my family too. Being home always makes me feel energized and rejuvenated. I think it's the ocean air.

We just got here on Wednesday night and we still have a few days of vacationing left to enjoy. Paloma did really well on the plane. We brought some little toys to keep her busy and that worked quite well. We also walked up the aisle on the plane and Paloma made friends with some little girls who kept her busy for a little while too. 

There's a 3 hour time difference between this home and my other home and I've been keeping Paloma on the same schedule as usual. This means when I put her to bed at 10:30 p.m. NS time, she's still going to bed at her regular 7:30 SK bed time. I always do this when we come here, because it also allows her to be up late and play without having to put her to bed when my Mom is still serving evening snacks and the sun is still high in the sky. I've also found she transitions really well to her bedtime and nap time after vacation.

A few photos from today and yesterday:











Wednesday, 8 July 2015

Jazz Festival Take 2

We spent Saturday afternoon watching Andino's band play at the Jazz festival. We went last year when Paloma was only a month old. All weekend, I thought about how stressed we were this time last year. Paloma got colicky when she turned 3 weeks old, which coincided with our basement flooding and us having to be out of the house for a couple of weeks. The first week we spent in a hotel and the second at a friend's house who was out of town. I would spend the whole day alone with Paloma (aside from short visits from friends) because Andino was working at the office all day and fixing the house all evening. I had an overabundant milk supply/overactive letdown, so whenever she would nurse, my milk would pour out like a fire hydrant, effectively drowning my tiny little 6 pound newborn, causing her to cough and choke. All I wanted was the comfort and privacy of my own home while I got the hang of motherhood, but it wasn't possible. It was such a stressful time for me. She was so full of gas from the milk problem, she would scream-cry for what seemed like hours on end. I worried about disturbing the other guests in the hotel, in addition to feeling helpless because I couldn't make her feel better. My midwife told me I just had to wait for her to get bigger so she could handle the flow of milk better. It was months before she finally stopped choking.  

On the way to the Jazz Festival last year, we were really late getting on the road. It was pouring rain, Paloma was colicky & the basement was flooding. We arrived just in time for Andino to take the stage, I don't think he had time for a warm up or anything. We were a little stressed getting on the road again this year, but overall the drive up was a million times easier and the weekend was very enjoyable. We spent the night in a hotel so we could do some sightseeing. We ate at a great restaurant with live Cajun music and took some nice walks as a family. 


relaxing by the river

walking over the river on a cool bridge

babywearing on the bridge

Andino on stage. The air is smoky from forest fires up north.

Andino's in the poncho

Paloma kicked off the dancing

Chilling, watching Dad on stage
Cristy wrote about an infertile's bucket list  and I could totally relate. Over the past year, there have been so many times where I found myself doing something and thinking "how many times did I daydream about doing this as a mother?" Going to music festivals with my kids is definitely high on my bucket list and I absolutely loved watching the show with Paloma. 
 
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