Alicia announced a positive pregnancy test on Friday. She has been TTC for years now. She has PCOS like myself and after doing the Atkins diet and taking her glucophage I was very excited for her. I *felt* in my bones that this would happen for her after she lost some weight. (Not that I don’t love you just the way you are Alicia!) She had a beta drawn on Friday and it came back in the 1200s. LMP dates her at 10 weeks but we all know you can get pregnant without a period. Magdalena is a true testament to that. I hadn’t had a period before I started clomid (after a negative beta test though). So we were thinking that she is about 4 weeks and the HcG points that way too.

Yesterday she went in to have an ultrasound cause her progesterone levels are on the low side. (But she has PCOS and low progesterone is a symptom. I had low levels with Magdalena and had to take progesterone suppositories. Yuck.) Anywho, they are telling her that it looks like a blighted ovum. They only see a sack. They are judging her by her LMP though, and I don’t believe that to be a fact. And Julie gave us a lesson on what we can see on ultrasound at what times. So from what Julie said, and assuming that Alicias HCG is increasing at a normal level and is correct from conception date, the only thing they would have seen on u/s is a sac.

If it is a blighted ovum, it just downright sucks. But I see the miracle that are body will rid us of “bad eggs”. And we ALL have bad eggs. Nature is pretty good at weeding out the bad stuff. It’s just that most people don’t even know about blighted ovums because they abort so fast it’s like a period. So why do some people have to find out and feel the pain of a loss?

Another thing that troubles me is the ease that I conceived Magdalena. Now, don’t get me wrong, I worked very hard for her. I endured clomid and glucophage and lost some weight and bled for days when my periods started. I took my temperature faithfully every single stinking morning at the same exact time daily and I was given the opportunity to be the Mommy to the most beautiful little girl I have ever seen in my entire life. But I only took clomid one month. And while my stunt in infertility lasted only about 6 months, I still felt the hardship. Why can’t more people be like me? Why can’t they conceive earlier too? These people that want it SO badly.

Will you head over to Alicia’s blog and send her your thoughts and leave a nice little message for her? I know she’d appreciate to know people are thinking of her in this rough time. And you guys are the most thoughtful people I know. And a lot of you know that life downright sucks bad a lot of the time.

Why on earth are you taking my picture now? 

Give me back my boob! I wasn’t FINISHED! 

Isn’t she beautiful? 

Milk!  

My Mommy loves me! 

My turn to kiss you! 

Okay, I’m on my tummy, I’m moving my legs. You said this crawling stuff was easy, what gives? 

Bear butt. 

I’m your stalker. Not in real life silly, here on the world wide web. I check blogs at least several times a day. Usually, you haven’t updated. Wah. I do this in an effort to not do anything at all. That’s bad. Really really bad. Especially when yesterday my house looked as if it had puked itself up. I hate that. But its better today. I am not better though. I’m still having sinus issues and it feels as if my brain has puked itself up. I’m tired and worn out and if T weren’t here, I’d be in bed. I did take my liquid codeine and that helped very very much, but I still feel awful. Bleh.

We have story time at the library today. Thank goodness for someone else who reads these blasted books. And Nana and Pa are coming in, who are also T’s Nana and Pa. She has to nap and we have some movies for her. And of course there are two meals to eat today, so it won’t feel like she is here that long, right? Did I tell you that she is here an average of 50 hours a week. Thats a lot folks. That’s about 200 hours a month. That is more than I worked while I was pregnant and getting paid well.

I saw this quiz over at Rachels. I typed in Magdalena’s name and this is what popped out:

From Go-Quiz.com

Very very very true.

How do you turn this thing off? 

Here just give me the camera and I’ll chew on that. 

I bet if we put that camera up, I can eat.  

I’m a tired, tired girl. Is it bedtime yet? 

New week– I’m up again at what feels like the crack of dawn. I’m much more rested though. Yesterday I slept in until noon! Well, I nursed and slept off and on, but it was wonderful. I have some sort of sinus issue right now and I’m not feeling to great. Magdalena sounds really congested so I’m going to look for something to help her out. I kept picking her up last night and laying at a forty five degree angle to help drain some stuff out of there. I figured that if my nose drains when I change positions that must work for her too. She is becoming such a little person. When I lay her down to sleep at night, she doesn’t usually stay in the position I layed her in. Like a “real” person, she moves around in her sleep now. She also knows where the food comes from because during the day she takes a nose dive into my shirt when she’s hungry. She was doing that when Erichs grandma was here, luckily she found it funny.

While they were here for Memorial Day, somehow the conversation shifted to breastfeeding. Erichs Grandma was telling us how they are now suggesting that you breastfeed until six months. **add shock and horror in right here** And that a lady at their church breastfed until at least two years and she thinks that that is a little to long. **add dropped jaw here** Erich and I just kinda looked at each other and just kept eating. I know the older she gets, this is going to be a subject that is approached much. **sigh** I was really proud of my mother in law though. She said that she got pregnant with Erich right after she stopped nursing Mitch, E’s older brother. So Mitch and Erich are 23 months apart, which means that Mitch nursed until he was 14 months old! So I guess I have an excuse until for a little less than 10 months on why I should still nurse.

Today, I’m taking T and Magdalena to see Alicia. T can wear her self out play with the boys and Alicia and I can get some light shopping done. Should be tons of fun, right? Probably not. (Accept the part of hanging out with Alicia, that is always fun!) I’m not sure that Alicia is loving my new up at the crack of dawn self. She was used to me coming in the afternoon, but now since I have T and I’m up and need to be home by 3, I come earlier. I guess she could tell me to stay at home right? Okay I should make breakfast and hit the road. Have a wonderful day.

Daddy got a new toy! (This picture was taken by himself.)