I quit taking birth control 3 months ago. Actually 85 days ago to be more precise. I actually wanted to be pregnant longgg before I stopped the pill but my dear hubby was less child bearing inclined.
Side note: Every week until we got married, especially when I was meeting his family in Honduras, he would beg, "why can't we have a baby now, tonight? to which I'd replay "I'm in nursing school, you're in Honduras, and anyways the pill stays in your system for awhile so tonight is not an option dear." But of course men are strange strange creatures and the day we got married he decided that he actually did not want a little half him-half me yet. More on my outrage with this later.
Of course I was hopeful we'd get pregnant the first month. Even better on our anniversary 2 weeks after quitting the pill. But it is one of those catch 22s. Most women avoid pregnancy like the plague, and when they finally are ready and have a willing partner you find it just isn't as easy as many people make it look. I have a dear friend who struggled with endometriosis and infertility so I had a heads up that it might not be as easy and fun as it seemed. And of course it hasn't been, 85 days later my Noel will talk to my non-pregnant flat belly, but it's too soon to know if any of those little swimmers took hold this month. So now after two haphazard 'cycles' (if they can even be called that) I finally have more than 7 high temperatures in a row, proud to say actually 15, which means if my waking temp stays low for 3 more days I am most likely pregnant, downside is I have felt like I am getting my period for days. I am trying so hard not to take a pregnancy test for at least two more days. The potential is killllling me (figuratively). As are the gazillions of pregnant coworkers at the hospital. There are at least 4, two of whom are in my teeny tiny unit. At least the baggy scrubs hide the bellies of the others so I do not die of bump envy. Grumble grumble.
The only people who even know I stopped the pill are Noel, and a couple of my close girl friends. I didn't want to tell my parents and have them ask allllll the time if we are yet. My friends are bad enough, let alone two almost 60s whose friends all have grand kids already. My close friend and fellow nurse Jade always says she is doing magic finger baby vibes for me. I will take anything that helps :)
Weird thing about trying to make babies and the whole associated not drinking alcohol thing. I have never before wanted a beer or wine sooo much until we started procreating with purpose. Trying so hard to be good.
I have been off and on the pill for years, blessedly it did shorten and decrease pain during my teen years. But I had not idea it made my hair thicker (although this makes common sense), as lately my hair looks dirty faster.Unfortunately the mask of pregnancy melasma is not going away. More on my 'mask' later, as pregnancy will most definately make it much worse.
Side note: Noel realllly wants twins. I gasped "Oh God I hope not" when he told me (there are none on my side anywhere and he has some second cousin with one set of twins). He thinks the best way to grow up would be with a permanent buddy who goes through all the same things. Whereas I cannot imagine how my 5'8 123 frame could handle this. Please swimmers, don't be too competitive, one will do just fine.
Say goodnight, Gracie.
8 years ago
