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Pin Of The Week- Not Crafty At All, But I Feel This Way About Pregnancy Tests

Posted by Jill on June 2, 2011 25 Comments

This one is likely not going to inspire you to craft or create or organize, but it definitely made me think, “That is SO true!”




Source: maniacworld.com via Jill on Pinterest

For those reading from a phone who can’t read the text, it says “When faced with two choices, simply toss a coin. It works not because it settles the question for you, but because in that brief moment when the coin is in the air, you suddenly know what you are hoping for.”

And it made me think that’s EXACTLY what pregnancy tests do for me. If you ever want to know if you want to have a baby, take a pregnancy test. In the minutes it will take for that 2nd line to appear or not, you’ll know how you really feel.

At least I did.

Before I got pregnant with Kendall, we had an oops that made me think I could be pregnant. It wasn’t until I was waiting for that test to show the results that I knew that I would actually like the results to be positive. It wasn’t, but that next month we officially started trying.

And then, before Kendall was even 1, I worried one month that I could be pregnant, and there wasn’t an OUNCE OF WISH in my body that that test would be positive. Not one. I think I drank half a bottle of wine that night to celebrate the lone line that showed itself.

Agree? What’s your favorite pin of the week?

Sorry I still haven’t caught up with Pinterest invites from last week. If you are already in, would you mind inviting some folks for me? If you’re not, go ahead and leave your email in the comments section if you’d like an invite. Hopefully I or somebody else will have time to send you one soon.

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Holy Shit! What have we done?!

Posted by Jill on August 18, 2007 21 Comments

I’m not going to lie…that very thought passed through my mind after I saw those two pink lines. Not like, What have we done? Can we take it back?…just like, This IS what you wanted, this is very real. Wow. So yeah, I’m sure you can gather now that I took the test and it’s POSITIVE!! I’m excited, but I’m mainly in shock. I was expecting the battle to be much tougher. I’m so grateful for how relatively easy it was, and I certainly don’t take that for granted. I know we are not in the clear though, so I’m remaining cautiously excited.

After I posted my last entry, we left to go to Target and grabbed the tests there. I laughed my ass off when my husband freaked about the cost of “just three!!” tests and told me, “you better wait until you’re really sure…like until your period is 5 days late. That’s a lot of money to waste.” Ahh…the joys of loving a tightwad I was too chicken shit to rush home and test right away, and I was actually thinking I’d just put it off until tomorrow so we went to grab some groceries. That was when I became completely CONVINCED I was pregnant.

Immediately upon stepping into Whole Foods I could smell EVERYTHING. I asked my husband, “Do you smell those strawberries? What about that pineapple?” I could smell the tomatoes, the rice in the rice bags, but the perfume on the older lady picking out the potatoes is what killed me. I thought I would vomit right there in the middle of the aisle. It’s like all of the sudden, overnight, I awoke to find that I am now living in the body of a Bloodhound. Hmmm…I am looking for a new job…do you think the search and rescue squad would hire me?

So now on to more waiting. We have to wait to call the Dr.’s office on Monday to go in for a blood test. Then we have to wait for the first ultrasound, but the hardest will be waiting to tell close family and friends. I really would like to hold off until week 12 or so to let everyone know. Luckily, we pretty much live in seclusion many, many hours away from any of them, so it should be easy to keep the secret – IF my big mouth can hold out. I think I will allow myself the luxury of telling one friend who lives in Japan. She’s been my BFF since the first day at my new school in 7th grade – I think I owe it to her ; )

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I like living in a fantasy world

Posted by Jill on August 18, 2007 1 Comment

That’s why I’m so afraid to test. I really should though…it’s driving the immediate gratification seeking, type A person inside of me crazy! Really, all signs are starting to point toward good news, but since I know that I’m inherently an optimist to the point of it being a fault at times, I am finding it hard to shush that pessimistic little devil on my shoulder telling me that I’m just making things up. That I’m trying too hard to see the symptoms. In fact, that little devil is laughing his ass off at me right now for writing this and putting it out in the universe that I’m hopeful this cycle. He’s telling me that I’m going to feel like such a fool when I get up from the computer only to find that I really shouldn’t have worn these khaki shorts today…he thinks I’m a little cocky in my wardrobe choice.

Devil be damned! I’m going to get it all out… Here are my “symptoms”, psychosomatic or not. *Warning* For those of you who have an aversion to hearing about bodily fluids and such, just close this post now and check back later when I promise I will give a full update minus the full report on the consistency of what is oozing out of my baby factory.

I began noticing creamy CM about three days after ovulation, and it has continued throughout this 2WW.
I became extremely tired about a week ago, but I think a lot of that had to do with the fact that I was traveling, staying up late and partying last weekend. However, it has continued throughout the last few days when I have no real reason to be tired.
My temps are still up when I wake up, and I’ve been running a low grade fever during the day.
I’m 12DPO, had a 12 day LP last cycle and had already begun spotting by 9dpo.
My cervix is still very high.
Sore breasts that have become very large (but that typically happens before AF).
For the last 24 hours I’ve had a lot of cramping, but nothing to show for it. I can’t recall ever cramping BEFORE getting my period.

So…that all looks good, right? Still, I just really hate to think about testing and getting a negative. I keep running to the bathroom after every bought of cramps expecting to be unpleasantly surprised. I just need to suck it up and force myself to live in the real world. If I’m not, I’m not….no biggie…..no biggie. I’ll keep everyone posted.

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Sleeping is an essential function to live, right?

Posted by Jill on August 14, 2007 3 Comments

Then how the HELL do parents survive? I had a rude “awakening” this weekend when I realized that I feel like complete ass when I don’t get at least 7 hours of sleep, and even then I feel like half an ass without 8 or more. Parents tell me that you change when you have a baby, that your maternal instinct takes over and that you become a very light sleeper. NOOOOOOO!!! I don’t want to be a light sleeper! I love sleep! I love it more than yummy Italian food, chocolate cake, Hugh Grant movies…and yes, I may even love it more than sex most of the time. I hope the Baby Rabies doesn’t change that.

Really, you don’t want to know me if I’ve gone more than two nights without a good night’s sleep. Not only am I prone to be a complete whiny bitch, but I am also terribly forgetful and clumsy. That can’t be good if you have a baby to take care of during the day, or even worse – a job to go to. I can totally see myself sneaking into a bathroom stall at lunch to take a nap on the toilet or calling the sitter to say I have to work late and locking myself in my car to doze.

Here’s hoping that along with those maternal instincts I will apparently develop upon birth, I will receive the super human ability to sleep while looking like I am performing mundane daily routines like answering emails, walking the dogs and driving….hmmm…maybe that’s what the lady who nearly killed me in her Range Rover the other day was doing. I should really give crazy lady drivers the benefit of the doubt.