My husband bought this CD on itunes for our last IUI after I had read on a couple peoples blogs a long while back that they tried it out and ended up really enjoying the relaxation and peace it brought them before bed. Hubby and I both decided it couldn't hurt and could possibly help reduce my stress and anxiety about the 3rd IUI we were going threw.
This time around we almost forgot about it! We have been quite busy lately witch is really good because it feels like the days are flying by and that makes me happy.. Tonight we agreed we would start listening to it again and hubby was actually all excited for it and wanted us to try and go to bed earlier to enjoy it and fall asleep to it.. what a cutie. He's been nothing but amazing and supportive and I couldn't have asked for a better husband!! Love him to pieces!!
Sweet dreams TTC ladies..
The Infertile Mrs.White
Welcome to my Roller coaster! I'm a 28 year old happily married woman who's lifetime dream is to be a mom and have a large family of my own. I've been TTC with Pcos & Hypothyroidism for 3+ years with 5 failed clomid cycles and 3 failed IUI's with injectables. IUI#4 August'14. This blog is all about The good, The bad & the In Between A.K.A. The roller coaster of my life. I craft to escape & heal. Follow my journey threw a crafty Infertile's eyes.
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Sunday, August 3, 2014
CD3 baseline u/s
Here is a little bit of how my baseline ultrasound day went...
- Wake up early, get ready and leave for Edmonton (2 hours away)
- Get to clinic, go to reception, get little stickers with my name... go sit and wait
- Wait some more, play on my new phone... hear my name.
- Go in the back, change my bottom half into a white drape and wait some more.
- Get called into room.. wait some more
- Dr. T comes in the room in a very cheerful good mood. She used to be the Dr during my 3 other IUI's that used to be so serious, mean looking, not really friendly looking or approachable. Always looked miserable.. this lady walked in huge smile on her face, greeted us, made jokes,.. she actually asked me how I was doing and feeling. Both hubby and I were blown away. Good start to this cycle already. Who knows what changed in her but I like her alot already! She then asked us if we have met before and we were like sadly yes for 3 IUI's. Told her the last time we were here was in January. Then she asked us "So.. when are you doing IVF?" We kinda got taken back and replied when we can afford it :( (Bah hate that everything about infertility revolves around money, timing, waiting, wallets getting thinner.) Then she said "Well then lets make sure we see a baby in 9 months eh!". Her enthusiasm was contagious and just what we needed jumping back into a 4th one. Still stunned that this is the same lady I dreaded getting only 6 months ago! Later on hubby and I joked around saying maybe she got laid or maybe some lady got sick of her being so cold and miserable looking and gave her a taste of reality and maybe this gave her a reality check that in the field she choose to work in she needs to perk it up a little and throw on a smile from time to time. Anywaysss.. back to my story :P
Dr.T starts the ultrasound and at first glace she asked me if I was having any pains, I told her that yes actually my ovaries have been hurting me the past couple days, enough to stop me in my track and want to push down hard on them. She proceeded by measured both ovaries.. my husband weirdly remembers that one was 2.25 x 3.7 in size and the other looked pretty similar if not a little bit bigger. We did not make a video this time around so it makes it harder to remember all that was said and what the numbers were.. so I'm going off by memory.
Right ovary has a nice big string of pcos pearls.. :(
Left ovary is apparently sitting high (not in it's usual spot and probably what is causing the pain). To me, ovary looked okay tho, I had a couple follicles hanging around and it looked much nicer (emptier) then all the other baseline's I've had. Last baseline for IUI3 the Dr actually asked "are you sure this is your baseline?!" guess I already had many follicles growing or something. Anyways.. As she was "probing" around, she asked me if she was hurting me, I said no it was fine. She took many pictures of that ovary and looked around at every inch of it in all angles she could. It made me wonder what was going on but she didn't say anything further about it so I just assumed it would correct itself?! Never knew of someone having an ovary sitting high out of the blue when it's never been that way before.. I wonder if maybe working out alot has caused it? Or the ab workouts I've been doing?! No clue.
When she was all done, she wrote me a prescription to start Menopur 150iu.(same as last time)
- Went into little room, changed back into my clothes.
- Went to the nurse station and they officially book you in their system for the follow up apt. Nurse usually give us a bright orange or pink sheet with our med dosage on it and the date of our next apt but she never gave us the paper. She also never gave us my bloodwork requisition sheet that we are to bring at the following apt to get it done before the u/s.
Here's a little view of the nurse station :P Nothing fancy at all.
- I tell the nurse that we are from out of town and that the pharmacy is closed on Sunday and we would need loners to last us 5 days (till Friday). She went in the back to check and told us that if she were to give me 5 days worth they would have none left (of Menopur). Asked me if she could give me a couple days worth and I could get more before Friday, I told her I live 4 hours away round trip and there was no way we would drive up again before Friday. (sorry not sorry.. that's just way too much driving). She totally made us feel guilty that we were taking up all their reserve but at this point I didn't care because when I had called to book my CD3 baseline I told them that we would need to get loner medication on that day (Sunday) since we live far, I warned them I'd need 5 days worth at a high dosage and they said no problem and explained that pharmacy give them loaners but now I realize they didn't take under consideration that it was the long weekend! So nurse gives me 5 days worth of menopur (so 2 boxes) and sends us on our way. We walk all the way to the car and as I put the boxes on the seat I look at my husband and said "wait a minute, something is not right.. something is missing.." Sure enough we have the med but no needles, no Q-cap, no syringes, no alcohol swabs.. none of the essential components to actually inject the stuff. So we walked back up to the 2nd floor and went back to see the nurse who then laughed when we told her we needed supplies. She went back and got some needles but sure enough when we got home we realized she gave us 1ml needles since when she asked what quantity we take we said 1ml so she ended up giving us a exact 1ml syringe but it makes it sooo awkward injecting myself when the syringe is all the way out, like we had to fill the little syringe all the way to the top witch really isn't ideal. She also didn't give us any alcohol swabs but that's okay since we happen to have a couple at home.
On our drive home I noticed I had a voicemail from the hospital/clinic. Sure enough it was the nurse saying she thinks she forgot to give us my bloodwork requisition. I called her and said yes she did and I had totally forgotten about that myself when I was preoccupied with making sure I had all I needed to make it to Friday. Turns out Friday when we go I'll just have to let the nurse who will do my bloodwork know that my req sheet is in my file in the nurse station.. pain in the butt but it works. It's just crazy how forgetful she was on every aspect of sending us home with the right things.

Hubby and I laughed it off though because we were in a good mood, we both didn't work later on in the day, we took our time getting there and overall despite the hiccups it went well... Also since we have been there done that not much can stress us out anymore. We learned to just roll with the punches.
Ohh one more thing I almost forgot.. a pretty big thing actually.. so when I called the nurse back about the blood work sheet.. she asked me if I had gotten a new Dr yet. I was like humm what do you mean.. she then said that my Dr.C (the Dr who's actually my Dr and reviews my files and such) is RETIRED! Man oh man that was out of the blue.. I knew he was old but crap how come no one notified us about this! She was like yeah he no longer works here and you need to have a new Dr take over your files (someone who views and documents things after each ultrasound and bloodwork). She was like as of now you don't have anyone and told me to call the main line. Ughh. I was in a car on my way back home and wasn't able to call. I'll make sure to call them first thing tomorrow to get that all sorted out.
That little bit of information now stresses me out. Gahh.. how could they not notify me.. the only thing going threw my mind now is who is going to look over my file if there is no Dr's name associated with it anymore. Really not happy about this and hope to get things straightened out ASAP!
We then decided to go out and get some lunch, Pita Extreme for hubby and a Wendy's Chicken Salad for me then we went to IKEA!! Love that place!! We bought some new sheer curtains to replace the ones my Shepard cross ruined. Works out good though haha because I've been meaning to change them.
Tonight hubby injected me since it was way too awkward with that tiny full syringe. We plan on getting new bigger ones tomorrow so that I can do it myself. For some reason I actually grew to like having control over the injections. It empowers me and makes me feel stronger and tougher... like I can do this (huge fear of needles) and I feel proud after every injections (and lots of pain.. ouff that stuff burns!).
And so it begins (again!) :-)
Menopur 150iu, Injection #1, Check!
The infertile Mrs.White
- Wake up early, get ready and leave for Edmonton (2 hours away)
- Get to clinic, go to reception, get little stickers with my name... go sit and wait
- Wait some more, play on my new phone... hear my name.
- Go in the back, change my bottom half into a white drape and wait some more.
- Get called into room.. wait some more
- Dr. T comes in the room in a very cheerful good mood. She used to be the Dr during my 3 other IUI's that used to be so serious, mean looking, not really friendly looking or approachable. Always looked miserable.. this lady walked in huge smile on her face, greeted us, made jokes,.. she actually asked me how I was doing and feeling. Both hubby and I were blown away. Good start to this cycle already. Who knows what changed in her but I like her alot already! She then asked us if we have met before and we were like sadly yes for 3 IUI's. Told her the last time we were here was in January. Then she asked us "So.. when are you doing IVF?" We kinda got taken back and replied when we can afford it :( (Bah hate that everything about infertility revolves around money, timing, waiting, wallets getting thinner.) Then she said "Well then lets make sure we see a baby in 9 months eh!". Her enthusiasm was contagious and just what we needed jumping back into a 4th one. Still stunned that this is the same lady I dreaded getting only 6 months ago! Later on hubby and I joked around saying maybe she got laid or maybe some lady got sick of her being so cold and miserable looking and gave her a taste of reality and maybe this gave her a reality check that in the field she choose to work in she needs to perk it up a little and throw on a smile from time to time. Anywaysss.. back to my story :P
Dr.T starts the ultrasound and at first glace she asked me if I was having any pains, I told her that yes actually my ovaries have been hurting me the past couple days, enough to stop me in my track and want to push down hard on them. She proceeded by measured both ovaries.. my husband weirdly remembers that one was 2.25 x 3.7 in size and the other looked pretty similar if not a little bit bigger. We did not make a video this time around so it makes it harder to remember all that was said and what the numbers were.. so I'm going off by memory.
Right ovary has a nice big string of pcos pearls.. :(
Left ovary is apparently sitting high (not in it's usual spot and probably what is causing the pain). To me, ovary looked okay tho, I had a couple follicles hanging around and it looked much nicer (emptier) then all the other baseline's I've had. Last baseline for IUI3 the Dr actually asked "are you sure this is your baseline?!" guess I already had many follicles growing or something. Anyways.. As she was "probing" around, she asked me if she was hurting me, I said no it was fine. She took many pictures of that ovary and looked around at every inch of it in all angles she could. It made me wonder what was going on but she didn't say anything further about it so I just assumed it would correct itself?! Never knew of someone having an ovary sitting high out of the blue when it's never been that way before.. I wonder if maybe working out alot has caused it? Or the ab workouts I've been doing?! No clue.
When she was all done, she wrote me a prescription to start Menopur 150iu.(same as last time)
- Went into little room, changed back into my clothes.
- Went to the nurse station and they officially book you in their system for the follow up apt. Nurse usually give us a bright orange or pink sheet with our med dosage on it and the date of our next apt but she never gave us the paper. She also never gave us my bloodwork requisition sheet that we are to bring at the following apt to get it done before the u/s.
Here's a little view of the nurse station :P Nothing fancy at all.
- I tell the nurse that we are from out of town and that the pharmacy is closed on Sunday and we would need loners to last us 5 days (till Friday). She went in the back to check and told us that if she were to give me 5 days worth they would have none left (of Menopur). Asked me if she could give me a couple days worth and I could get more before Friday, I told her I live 4 hours away round trip and there was no way we would drive up again before Friday. (sorry not sorry.. that's just way too much driving). She totally made us feel guilty that we were taking up all their reserve but at this point I didn't care because when I had called to book my CD3 baseline I told them that we would need to get loner medication on that day (Sunday) since we live far, I warned them I'd need 5 days worth at a high dosage and they said no problem and explained that pharmacy give them loaners but now I realize they didn't take under consideration that it was the long weekend! So nurse gives me 5 days worth of menopur (so 2 boxes) and sends us on our way. We walk all the way to the car and as I put the boxes on the seat I look at my husband and said "wait a minute, something is not right.. something is missing.." Sure enough we have the med but no needles, no Q-cap, no syringes, no alcohol swabs.. none of the essential components to actually inject the stuff. So we walked back up to the 2nd floor and went back to see the nurse who then laughed when we told her we needed supplies. She went back and got some needles but sure enough when we got home we realized she gave us 1ml needles since when she asked what quantity we take we said 1ml so she ended up giving us a exact 1ml syringe but it makes it sooo awkward injecting myself when the syringe is all the way out, like we had to fill the little syringe all the way to the top witch really isn't ideal. She also didn't give us any alcohol swabs but that's okay since we happen to have a couple at home.
On our drive home I noticed I had a voicemail from the hospital/clinic. Sure enough it was the nurse saying she thinks she forgot to give us my bloodwork requisition. I called her and said yes she did and I had totally forgotten about that myself when I was preoccupied with making sure I had all I needed to make it to Friday. Turns out Friday when we go I'll just have to let the nurse who will do my bloodwork know that my req sheet is in my file in the nurse station.. pain in the butt but it works. It's just crazy how forgetful she was on every aspect of sending us home with the right things.

Hubby and I laughed it off though because we were in a good mood, we both didn't work later on in the day, we took our time getting there and overall despite the hiccups it went well... Also since we have been there done that not much can stress us out anymore. We learned to just roll with the punches.
Ohh one more thing I almost forgot.. a pretty big thing actually.. so when I called the nurse back about the blood work sheet.. she asked me if I had gotten a new Dr yet. I was like humm what do you mean.. she then said that my Dr.C (the Dr who's actually my Dr and reviews my files and such) is RETIRED! Man oh man that was out of the blue.. I knew he was old but crap how come no one notified us about this! She was like yeah he no longer works here and you need to have a new Dr take over your files (someone who views and documents things after each ultrasound and bloodwork). She was like as of now you don't have anyone and told me to call the main line. Ughh. I was in a car on my way back home and wasn't able to call. I'll make sure to call them first thing tomorrow to get that all sorted out.
That little bit of information now stresses me out. Gahh.. how could they not notify me.. the only thing going threw my mind now is who is going to look over my file if there is no Dr's name associated with it anymore. Really not happy about this and hope to get things straightened out ASAP!
We then decided to go out and get some lunch, Pita Extreme for hubby and a Wendy's Chicken Salad for me then we went to IKEA!! Love that place!! We bought some new sheer curtains to replace the ones my Shepard cross ruined. Works out good though haha because I've been meaning to change them.
Tonight hubby injected me since it was way too awkward with that tiny full syringe. We plan on getting new bigger ones tomorrow so that I can do it myself. For some reason I actually grew to like having control over the injections. It empowers me and makes me feel stronger and tougher... like I can do this (huge fear of needles) and I feel proud after every injections (and lots of pain.. ouff that stuff burns!).And so it begins (again!) :-)
Menopur 150iu, Injection #1, Check!
The infertile Mrs.White
Friday, August 1, 2014
CD1.. And so it begins :)
Hahaha call me crazy but last night I painted my nails Red (Essie nail polish) and hoped that would bring on AF.. Sure enough the following day AF came flowing. Let's just say that I will NOT be wearing this nail polish during my 2WW. :P I was very glad of Af's timing since it's August 1st, it's going to make tracking my cycle days alot easier :) The minute it arrived, I called my husband who called the nurse line and left them a voicemail about it being CD1 and needing to be booked in for CD3 baseline ultrasound. Half an hour later they called me and we set it up. Feels like it's been a long while since we have actively been ttc and I'm so ready for this! Looking forward to CD3's injections and getting the ball rolling'.
The Infertile Mrs.White
The Infertile Mrs.White
Thursday, July 31, 2014
Pre-cycle Gym Workout Progress & Fears
Here we are.. it's finally almost August and that means it's finally that time again.. another round of IUI. The fourth round with injectables that is. Am I nervous.. not at all. This time around I'm as ready as can be! I wanna get the show on the road and I wanna rock at it! Today is 2 days post last progesterone pill. (the ones I take for 10 days to give myself a period). My period usually arrives between 2-4 days after the last pill so it's anytime now. Really hoping Cycle day 1 is tomorrow though because I have already mentally mapped out what this cycle could look like and it would be pretty perfect with my work schedule and tomorrow is August 1st, that would make it easy to remember what Cycle day I'm on haha. Just worried my period wont come for a couple more days though because I've been working out really hard in the gym and pushing myself and hopefully the workouts wont delay my period from starting. (no idea if it would or not but hoping not).
I've been doing the Jamie Eason 12 week transformation (off of the bodybuilding.com website) I signed up for their Body Space and track my workouts on my Iphone with their app. It's so easy to follow and keeps you accountable when you skip a workout haha. There is also amazing support and encouragement on the bodyspace so I definitely recommend it for people who like to keep track and follow a workout routine. For those interested, my bodyspace username is: geterdone86. If you add me after reading this post, please shoot me a message so I know where you found me :)
I had done this transformation workout before months and months ago but I was not eating healthy, consuming a high amount of sugar and fats and so the transformation was not very successful but I definitely had gotten way stronger. This time around man oh man.. what a difference mixing eating healthy and clean with proper workouts!! It's like night and day. Not only have I gained a bunch of defined muscles I have also lost 28 pounds in about 4 months! When I'm in the gym, I give it all I've got. Today was day 2 of the phase 3 (final phase of the transformation). The workouts are way more intense, there's crazy amount of cardio added in the workouts and the workout are about 45 minutes longer then phase 1 and 2. I felt amazing after my workout today.. sore as heck but amazing at what I have accomplished and how far I have come and how far I can now push my body. I've caught the gym bug haha.
I have to admit though, going threw an IUI when I'm at the home stretch of my transformation is starting to get to me. For about 4 months now all I have been thinking about and focusing on was that we got to actively 'try' again in August. I got my butt in gear, lost alot of weight, trained hard at the gym even on the days I really didn't feel like it, I eat really really clean and healthy every single day, I took daily vitamins and minerals, I've been taking folic acid for months now.. all gearing up for this precise moment. Now that it's finally so close by I'm actually a little worried. Worried I will fall off the working out train. I'm so crazy proud of myself for what I've managed to do in such short amount of time.. is it weird to say I'm scare to gain any of the weight back. Like petrified knowing how hard I worked to take it off. For some annoying reason my body always tends to put the weight right back on and then some whenever I stop working out. The road to getting where I am at now has definitely not been easy but as the weeks went by it got a little easier each time. It's become a good normal life style now but I'm sooo worried to see the scale go up.
When I do a IUI cycle I like to give that cycle all I've got and the best chance possible. In the past I had completely stopped going to the gym worried that weights or cardio would modify or change my hormones or the process or I don't even know, I was just worried of the unknown and figured if I don't go to the gym at all then I'd be ruling out any chances of it not working. I secretly liked the excuse to skip the gym due to a cycle haha. But shit I gained so much weight during each IUI.. like those injections made my stomach swell and those hormones played a number on my body. Today though I really enjoy the gym, it's where I get to go to blow off some steam, it's where I get to go to push myself, feeling sore means I worked hard and it means I'm burning fat. I don't want to loose that but I'm once again worried that the gym will somehow mess with the IUI process and follicles growing properly.
My husband told me that this time around it would be crucial for me to keep going to the gym even if it's only for very light workouts or even just walking on the treadmill. That keeping up with healthy eating and staying active will actually help this cycle since now my body is used to being pushed, it's used to it's routine that it would help keep my hormones in better check as I go threw the IUI process.
I need some advice on that.. any of you ladies have some working out threw IUI's tips for me??! I know I wont be able to do the same workouts as now as my ovaries absolutely kill me 3 days into injections. Half the time I have trouble sitting for long periods of time or just sitting comfortably in general. But I wonder if the elipticle and or the treadmill would be acceptable and what other workouts I could do that would't use my mid section area at all. I guess working arms could work.. but any other ideas would be great!!
I really need to find a before picture of me and take a 'after' picture of me wearing the same outfit. I'm curious to see just how much I let myself go in the past and remind myself to never go back to that! I should print it in big and stick it on my fridge!
Alright, it's past my bedtime! I will definitely try to post way more often going into this IUI so stay tuned if you'd like to follow this part (IUI4) of my journey!
I appreciate all comments so feel free to message me if your looking for a new friend, for advice, comfort or just someone to talk to or to lend an ear.
The Infertile Mrs.White
I've been doing the Jamie Eason 12 week transformation (off of the bodybuilding.com website) I signed up for their Body Space and track my workouts on my Iphone with their app. It's so easy to follow and keeps you accountable when you skip a workout haha. There is also amazing support and encouragement on the bodyspace so I definitely recommend it for people who like to keep track and follow a workout routine. For those interested, my bodyspace username is: geterdone86. If you add me after reading this post, please shoot me a message so I know where you found me :)
I had done this transformation workout before months and months ago but I was not eating healthy, consuming a high amount of sugar and fats and so the transformation was not very successful but I definitely had gotten way stronger. This time around man oh man.. what a difference mixing eating healthy and clean with proper workouts!! It's like night and day. Not only have I gained a bunch of defined muscles I have also lost 28 pounds in about 4 months! When I'm in the gym, I give it all I've got. Today was day 2 of the phase 3 (final phase of the transformation). The workouts are way more intense, there's crazy amount of cardio added in the workouts and the workout are about 45 minutes longer then phase 1 and 2. I felt amazing after my workout today.. sore as heck but amazing at what I have accomplished and how far I have come and how far I can now push my body. I've caught the gym bug haha.
I have to admit though, going threw an IUI when I'm at the home stretch of my transformation is starting to get to me. For about 4 months now all I have been thinking about and focusing on was that we got to actively 'try' again in August. I got my butt in gear, lost alot of weight, trained hard at the gym even on the days I really didn't feel like it, I eat really really clean and healthy every single day, I took daily vitamins and minerals, I've been taking folic acid for months now.. all gearing up for this precise moment. Now that it's finally so close by I'm actually a little worried. Worried I will fall off the working out train. I'm so crazy proud of myself for what I've managed to do in such short amount of time.. is it weird to say I'm scare to gain any of the weight back. Like petrified knowing how hard I worked to take it off. For some annoying reason my body always tends to put the weight right back on and then some whenever I stop working out. The road to getting where I am at now has definitely not been easy but as the weeks went by it got a little easier each time. It's become a good normal life style now but I'm sooo worried to see the scale go up.
When I do a IUI cycle I like to give that cycle all I've got and the best chance possible. In the past I had completely stopped going to the gym worried that weights or cardio would modify or change my hormones or the process or I don't even know, I was just worried of the unknown and figured if I don't go to the gym at all then I'd be ruling out any chances of it not working. I secretly liked the excuse to skip the gym due to a cycle haha. But shit I gained so much weight during each IUI.. like those injections made my stomach swell and those hormones played a number on my body. Today though I really enjoy the gym, it's where I get to go to blow off some steam, it's where I get to go to push myself, feeling sore means I worked hard and it means I'm burning fat. I don't want to loose that but I'm once again worried that the gym will somehow mess with the IUI process and follicles growing properly.
My husband told me that this time around it would be crucial for me to keep going to the gym even if it's only for very light workouts or even just walking on the treadmill. That keeping up with healthy eating and staying active will actually help this cycle since now my body is used to being pushed, it's used to it's routine that it would help keep my hormones in better check as I go threw the IUI process.
I need some advice on that.. any of you ladies have some working out threw IUI's tips for me??! I know I wont be able to do the same workouts as now as my ovaries absolutely kill me 3 days into injections. Half the time I have trouble sitting for long periods of time or just sitting comfortably in general. But I wonder if the elipticle and or the treadmill would be acceptable and what other workouts I could do that would't use my mid section area at all. I guess working arms could work.. but any other ideas would be great!!
I really need to find a before picture of me and take a 'after' picture of me wearing the same outfit. I'm curious to see just how much I let myself go in the past and remind myself to never go back to that! I should print it in big and stick it on my fridge!
Alright, it's past my bedtime! I will definitely try to post way more often going into this IUI so stay tuned if you'd like to follow this part (IUI4) of my journey!
I appreciate all comments so feel free to message me if your looking for a new friend, for advice, comfort or just someone to talk to or to lend an ear.
The Infertile Mrs.White
Sunday, July 20, 2014
New game plan
We always said that a 3rd IUI would be the last, that if it didn't work after 3 that we would turn to IVF right away and not waste anymore eggs, time and money.
Problem is..
We just don't have $13 000 + + to dish out on something that might or might not work. We aren't ready to loose out on that much money, especially when that could be a down payment on a new house, pay off my car and some of hubby's truck, plus we refuse to put ourselves in dept then get pregnant and not be able to use that large sum of money towards buying baby stuff (nice crib, baby seats, clothes, decorate baby room the way we want...) dishing all that money just to conceive a baby would leave us pretty empty handed and not let us buy all the nice things we would want to spoil the baby especially after waiting this long and wishing for it for so many years. It just doesn't make sense for us in our situation. Soo.... this leads us right back to trying yet another IUI.. a fourth one. My body feels so much better, healthier, nourished and my mind is cleared and ready for this. The time off between IUI3 and IUI4 has done my husband and I some good and now we are more ready then ever and stronger as a team for it too. He's always been an amazing support but when I was going threw really dark days he couldn't handle it anymore.. we became distant and I stopped being able to go to him to vent about new pregnancy announcements, about things that upset me during my day because I sounded like a broken record and he just got so tired of hearing me bitch and complain daily about how life isn't fair and how I hated everyone around me and how I had daily reminders of how big of a failure I was. We both took a step back and I worked on things on my end and when I really thought about it I realized that I was a constant reminder to him about how he's not a dad yet and that venting all the time wasn't the way he deals with my infertility. He needed to have good days, infertility reminder free. He needed more us, lovey cuddly happy us back. He always told me that a baby will happen for us when it's meant to (still irritated hearing that) but it's true... I gotta focus on more of the positive and learn to brighten up my dark days. I started making alot of pregnancy cards and crafts (all added on my craft blog). I find that sending out cards to all my pregnant friends and those on instagram that I don't know made me happy to put a smile on their face and at the same time it kept me connected with what I'm obsessed about haha.. pregnancy! Even though I've been disconnected from "actively trying" I still had that piece with me. It helped me not be so bitter and to accept the pregnant friends around me by giving them crafts I've made and they all said they would cherish the cards and put them in the baby books! Made my day :) I wanna be remembered as a caring friend and not an angry infertile. Don't get me wrong, I still get dark gloomy days where infertility and the lack of a baby and a family of my own takes over but the next day I have to shake it off.
A couple of months ago my husband and I decided that August would be the month we would try our 4th and hopefully last IUI. During those months of waiting till August, we worked on loving each other extra much, doing small things for each other often, laughing, sharing many good moments together and feeling happy. Knowing IUI was months away we worked out at the gym together hard, eat extra clean and healthy and nourished our bodies with all sorts of amazing vitamins and minerals. We both feel 100% better, our minds are cleared, our hearts are healed and we are ready for another go at infertility. Today marks day 1 of 10 of my progesterone pills I take to bring on my period or else I might not get my period this month as I'm not regular so I get to pick and choose when I want to start taking it and get to plan my IUI cycle a little ahead of time haha.. Kinda cool tho right?! So today is 1 of 10 witch means my last pill day will be on the 29th of July then I usually start my period 2-4 days after witch should bring us right towards the start of August!! Then the minute my period shows up I call the fertility clinic and book my Cycle day 3 baseline ultrasound appointment. I cannot wait!!! These 10 days are going to go by soooo slow!!! The time is finally here and it's so exciting again. One step closer to actively TTC!!
The Infertile Mrs.White
Problem is..
We just don't have $13 000 + + to dish out on something that might or might not work. We aren't ready to loose out on that much money, especially when that could be a down payment on a new house, pay off my car and some of hubby's truck, plus we refuse to put ourselves in dept then get pregnant and not be able to use that large sum of money towards buying baby stuff (nice crib, baby seats, clothes, decorate baby room the way we want...) dishing all that money just to conceive a baby would leave us pretty empty handed and not let us buy all the nice things we would want to spoil the baby especially after waiting this long and wishing for it for so many years. It just doesn't make sense for us in our situation. Soo.... this leads us right back to trying yet another IUI.. a fourth one. My body feels so much better, healthier, nourished and my mind is cleared and ready for this. The time off between IUI3 and IUI4 has done my husband and I some good and now we are more ready then ever and stronger as a team for it too. He's always been an amazing support but when I was going threw really dark days he couldn't handle it anymore.. we became distant and I stopped being able to go to him to vent about new pregnancy announcements, about things that upset me during my day because I sounded like a broken record and he just got so tired of hearing me bitch and complain daily about how life isn't fair and how I hated everyone around me and how I had daily reminders of how big of a failure I was. We both took a step back and I worked on things on my end and when I really thought about it I realized that I was a constant reminder to him about how he's not a dad yet and that venting all the time wasn't the way he deals with my infertility. He needed to have good days, infertility reminder free. He needed more us, lovey cuddly happy us back. He always told me that a baby will happen for us when it's meant to (still irritated hearing that) but it's true... I gotta focus on more of the positive and learn to brighten up my dark days. I started making alot of pregnancy cards and crafts (all added on my craft blog). I find that sending out cards to all my pregnant friends and those on instagram that I don't know made me happy to put a smile on their face and at the same time it kept me connected with what I'm obsessed about haha.. pregnancy! Even though I've been disconnected from "actively trying" I still had that piece with me. It helped me not be so bitter and to accept the pregnant friends around me by giving them crafts I've made and they all said they would cherish the cards and put them in the baby books! Made my day :) I wanna be remembered as a caring friend and not an angry infertile. Don't get me wrong, I still get dark gloomy days where infertility and the lack of a baby and a family of my own takes over but the next day I have to shake it off.
A couple of months ago my husband and I decided that August would be the month we would try our 4th and hopefully last IUI. During those months of waiting till August, we worked on loving each other extra much, doing small things for each other often, laughing, sharing many good moments together and feeling happy. Knowing IUI was months away we worked out at the gym together hard, eat extra clean and healthy and nourished our bodies with all sorts of amazing vitamins and minerals. We both feel 100% better, our minds are cleared, our hearts are healed and we are ready for another go at infertility. Today marks day 1 of 10 of my progesterone pills I take to bring on my period or else I might not get my period this month as I'm not regular so I get to pick and choose when I want to start taking it and get to plan my IUI cycle a little ahead of time haha.. Kinda cool tho right?! So today is 1 of 10 witch means my last pill day will be on the 29th of July then I usually start my period 2-4 days after witch should bring us right towards the start of August!! Then the minute my period shows up I call the fertility clinic and book my Cycle day 3 baseline ultrasound appointment. I cannot wait!!! These 10 days are going to go by soooo slow!!! The time is finally here and it's so exciting again. One step closer to actively TTC!!
The Infertile Mrs.White
Sunday, July 13, 2014
6 months ?!
I wrote this post and had it sitting in my draft since June 22nd.. Today I finally got around to re-reading it, adding a couple parts and posting it! So here you have it.. sorry about the length in advance! :)
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Man time flies!!
When I was writing my post last night I kinda freaked out when I realized just how much time has passed since my last IUI.. 6 months!! Man oh man where has the months gone! :O
I can definitely say I've had many low points during those six months.. My weight has been the biggest obstacle for me. My whole life my weight has yo-yo'ed and it started really getting to me. I felt defeated, I had reached my highest weight ever and I panicked, freaked right out. The problem is.. I'm an emotional eater.. I turn to food for comfort and I've always been aware of it but I had never been able to break free from bad food habits. I've had so many highs and lows in the past 2 months that I just didn't know how to deal with it all on my own. I live so far away from friends and family, I didn't feel like I had anyone to turn to and I didn't want to become a burden to my friends and sound like a broken record so I just started to bottle all my emotions up inside and resort to food for comfort. A good example of that would be for example my job can get really stressful at times (I'm a disability support worker) and at times it gets really frustrating and some days my patience runs thin and when I get stressed, sad, annoyed... I resort to Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte (Lactose free, half sweet, Grande pumpkin spice latte to be exact) haha.. but yah.. a coffee here, a coffee there.. Then there are days where I didn't feel like making a lunch the night before so I would just eat out the following day and it would always be fast food since I don't really have time between clients to drive around and get food. One bad habit turned into many. Often my husband and I would go to the gym, have a really great workout then we would get home and not feel like cooking so we would order pizza! Haha like worst idea ever! Then I'd have pizza left over for lunch the next day. Ughh just thinking about all the bad habits I had makes me sick now. I felt so powerless and like I had no control over my life in the food department. I tried going gluten-free for a whole month and I did it and I loved it but that ended up being the worst idea ever!! I had ended up going to Bulk Barn and grocery stores and buying all this expensive gluten-free stuff and didn't bother reading the ingredients that happened to be loaded with sugar. Let's just say I gained a fair bit during that month without realizing it. Then the following month I panicked when I realized how much my weight had climbed so I went to the extreme and would only eat grilled meat, no sauce no flavor except Frank's Hot Sauce (lol) and veggies. It lasted a couple weeks then I got so sick of it and quit. I swear I had such a hard time finding a middle ground, feeling good about my diet and sticking to it. The problem wasn't the diet it was the way I perceived myself, the way I related to food and the way I would get discouraged way too fast and didn't seem to have patience or a way to control my bad emotional eating. Especially while going threw IUI1 IUI2 & IUI3. Being pumped up on hormones all the time sucked and I didn't realized the effect all that had on my body and my mind. I craved food, I eat emotionally because I felt like I had nothing else to resort to. 40% laziness, 30% emotional eating, 30% couldn't commit to a healthy life style.
When I think that it's already been 6 months since my last IUI I freak out thinking OMG how in the world did I let that many months go by without actively trying to create a baby!!
I had to really reflect on those 6 months and you know what, I'm soooo glad I took 6 months (half a year :S) off because I learned alot during this time. I learnt alot about myself, learn what my mind is capable of and what my body can do when I stick to something and believe in myself. I kept giving up before because like I said I've yo-yo'ed my whole life. I've once been thin and felt amazing then I'd gain it back, be miserable again, then would go to the gym eat differently, loose weight, then stress about school or life then eat bad then gain back but more this time, then I'd go crazy and do P90X, I felt strong, the weight was falling off then something would come up and I'd stop training. I always gave up and never kept at it and kept pushing myself to be better and to see what I was capable of.
These past 6 months I've done just that. I had to really reflect on my life and recognize all the things that made me happy, the things that made me sad, the things in my life I felt that I had no control over and also focused on the things I could change and how to improve myself overall so that I could love myself again and be happy with myself. I finally realized that what I had to do this time around was set small but very realistic and reachable goals for myself and review them every couple weeks. Adjust my goals and tweak them to keep myself on track and always remember what my end goal is, how I want to feel down the line and focus towards the good, the positive. I had to keep reminding myself that if I fell off the wagon for one meal, if I had an off day it was okay, but that I had to get right back on track the following day. For example:
- Recognize when I was stress eating / emotional eating and deal with the issue right away in a different way instead of running to food. (talk to someone, crank up music in my car by myself and sing at the top of my lungs on the way home to decompress, remind myself that after I eat bad food I feel worst, that by making better choices in the end I'd feel better overall.
- Learn to let go of all the small things. (Don't sweat the small stuff)
- Not care about what others will think.. do what I need to do for me, to make me happy since in the end all I have is myself and I better start loving it.
- Be more patient with myself, I can't make magic.. it will get done when it gets done no point in stressing about it all day or all week when in the end it was all insignificant.
- Not put so much on my shoulders.
- Learn to "dust it off". Someone criticizes me, learn from it and move on. Don't stress and replay scenarios in my head over and over of how things "should/could" have went down. Just role with it and move on.
- Not to take everything so literal. I'm way too good at over analyzing everything!
- Not to give myself deadlines or unrealistic expectations / goals.
- Acknowledge the negative things going on during the day and in my life, but then work on turning them into positive things (see it in a better light) and keep working everyday on turning those grey areas into something better and more positive. I've been very negative without realizing it and it's time I work on that.. how being a more positive person can completely change a life!
- Pay more attention to my appearance (wearing baggy clothes to cover up isn't always the best idea!)
- .... list goes on.
One day I just snapped out of it. I looked in the mirror and I was so sick of what was staring back at me, so sick of buying XL clothes, so sick of shopping at crappy stores (never wanted to walk into nice stores because I didn't feel like trying on the clothes, everything fitted me so weird). I got SO tired of feeling the need to cover myself up all the time.. (the need to hid behind baggy clothes, big sweaters) Everyday I wished I was wearing a parka to hide under. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't THAT huge, but I felt like a whale. I was at the biggest I had ever been and I knew how good I felt all around when I was smaller and I wanted to get back to that so bad. A friend shared a quote with me at some point "Nothing tastes as good as pregnant".. at first I didn't really get it, I kinda got upset and disregarded the quote thinking " yah well it's not like I'm not trying hard".. When I look back now and really think about it... no I wasn't doing everything I could. I wasn't trying nearly hard enough. So much has changed in 6 months and I still have along way to go but my frame of mind has changed and that was the biggest hurtle yet.
Nothing does taste as good as pregnant does. Every time I would eat sweets or anything sugar and high fat related I physically felt like shit after and not to mention the pounds I was gaining. One day I just cracked and that's all I needed. I changed my life around and my way of thinking about stress and food. I started having more confidence in myself at work. I started actually wanting to go to the gym. To my husband the gym is his escape, his drug, his passion so we would go together and he really helped to get me back in the gym mode. He always encouraged me and pushed me to be better when I needed a good push. Suddenly after a great workout I no longer craved pizza, I craved chicken cooked on the bbq with roasted veggies.
I acknowledged that every single food item I put in my mouth had a positive or negative reaction.
The picture below makes me laugh... both pooches wanted my supper haha. Love them to pieces.

Suddenly all I ever wanted to eat or craved was a platter full of veggie greens and meat. I started to fuel my body with 100% healthy foods and saw food not as comfort but as a necessity to make my body and brain function better. The first week was HELL! I was going threw a caffeine and sugar detox withdrawal. I had gotten 4 really really horrible migraines in a week (bad enough I had to take 3 Tylenol codeine at one time and it still hurt). I remember yelling at my husband that I felt like my brain was going to explode and that I wanted to go to hospital for morphine that's when he went to the pharmacy for stronger Tylenol. Thank god for that fiouf! There's nothing wrong with caffeine but I wanted to detox my body of all things not healthy and technically caffeine is an addictive drug. Also I don't like or enjoy black coffee, I always made them mocha's or latte's and that's where it got really unhealthy so I choose to cut it out all together. The only caffeine drink I'd consume was green tea. I knew we weren't going to be actively trying to conceive for a couple months and my goal became to get my insides as healthy as possible before we would attempt IVF or another IUI. There suddenly was no point in pouring money and all the not so fun stuff that come with fertility drugs and treatments since I knew my body wasn't where it needed to be in order to fully succeed at becoming pregnant, I really wasn't giving it my best shot. It suddenly wasn't about seeing the pounds fall off, it wasn't about getting thin.. what made this time around 100% different was that I was doing it all for my health, my insides, my organs, my brain, my muscles. Not focusing on the scale and constantly looking in the mirror to see if I looked any smaller or if my clothes felt looser made a HUGE difference. I was seriously taking this new challenge day by day and 100% not focusing on weight loss but all about how I felt on the inside, emotionally and physically in the sense that.. for example.. suddenly my headaches came on less often, suddenly the gym became a little easier every day and my endurance dramatically changed. I felt more alert during the day and not so sluggish. I found myself drinking even more water (I was always a big water drinker) but now I seemed to only be drinking water and feeling good about it, I didn't need my high sugar juices or coffee fix anymore. My clothes started feeling baggy on me but I refused to see it, so many times my husband would look at me and be like man you are really loosing weight and I'd shrug and not think of it, I'd reply with I feel healthy. I had really scary high cholesterol, hypothyroidism (slow thyroid), horrible migraine attacks weekly, headaches almost daily, felt sluggish, craved coffee all the time, always felt tired and like I had no energy. Eating clean and healthy everyday made me feel new again. Don't get me wrong it's not easy but everyday it got a bit easier and it's all about a slow but steady pace and reminding yourself why your doing it. For fewer migraines and headaches alone I feel utterly happy and thankful and kinda even mad at myself for not being strong enough to do this YEARS ago!!!
I decided to take control of my life and make those months count. Everything I consumed served a purposed and was to fuel the need of my body, to fuel my muscles, to feed my brain, to help my skin glow. I've already been taking vitamins for a couple years now but I started to take fish oil pills (one that doesnt smell or taste fishy, they have a great coating and it doesn't come back up either, a little pricier but it's the only kind I could handle as I absolutely do not consume any fish or water creature ever) so I needed to get the fish oils in me to aid my brain function, I started taking Coqu10 for the health of my heart, calcium for my bones (as I went 90% dairy free since I'm intolerant, it only made sense) I take some PGX fiber capsules to help me be regular and also at first it was to train my brain to feel full and content eating healthy food and try and make the sweet cravings go away by feeling full. As the weeks went by I took less and less of them. Now I only take them here and there when I feel the need to be more regular lol. I also started taking B-12 injections. That stuff works wonders for your body and mind.
At the gym I started being able to push myself farther and not give up. I started pushing more reps with more weights and the healing time between workouts became shorter. I felt and saw a huge difference this time around. Man when you mix a healthy food life style, the gym and being able to control (or at least acknowledge when I'm stressed, worried, sad, mad, happy) and be able to come out of it on my own by turning it into something positive or being able to shrug it off because really at the end of the day all those small things I'd worry and stress about become minimal and not so important. Everyday I work on not sweating the small stuff and wow what a difference I feel, at the end of the day before I go to bed I don't have this heavy weight on my shoulder. I also learned (slowly but getting there) to detach myself from work when I get home. Trying really hard to separate the two and have more confidence in myself work wise.
Sex.... yup sex.. Loosing weight, fueling your body properly and getting ride of unnecessary stress has an amazing impact on your sex life and your relationship. I'm finally able to let loose, have fun in the bedroom, enjoy my body (still alot of work to do but everyday is a day closer). We have never had this much sex ever haha! Like I want it all the time now haha. I feel so much better inside and out and I want to satisfy myself and my husband haha. Especially after a really good hard workout at the gym together all we wanna do is rush home, shower together and make out and touch each other all over and have fuuun, explore more and just let go! When we moved out here I gained alot and I became ashamed of my body and never wanted sex. I never craved it because I always wanted to hide my body, I was so mad I had let myself go and I felt like I was never able to truly let go of my insecurities and really enjoy myself.. Man now it's like night and day! We do it during the day in the bright daylight and I love it! I'm still really shy about my body because I have a long way to go still but I feel sooo much better! Sex is fun, sex brings us closer together again, sex lets me release all the stress and worries of my day and helps me sleep solid after hahhaa. Everyone should be having more sex !!! :P Have I mentioned that my husband is also on the eatclean wagon and he too have lost extra pounds.. we both feel much better (with room to improve) but we are doing this together and that's what counts. We are supporting each other and rewarding each other in the bedroom after bahahhaa.. No seriously though.. go have more sex and just let go!
So far I've lost 21 pounds, I've gained alot of muscles too witch weigh more so I'm sure my number would be way lower if I was a cardio bunny but I'm not, I love lifting heavy weights cause I'm good at it and I always add 30 mins elepticle at the end of every workout cause cardio is super important but balanced :) I find myself touching, playing with my own arms feeling my muscles and flexing haha.. and man oh man my calved are crazy awesome! I always had defined calves from the way I walk I guess but man I'm obsessed with them now haha!
I can't wait to see myself down the line in a couple months!!
The Infertile Mrs.White
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Man time flies!!
When I was writing my post last night I kinda freaked out when I realized just how much time has passed since my last IUI.. 6 months!! Man oh man where has the months gone! :O
I can definitely say I've had many low points during those six months.. My weight has been the biggest obstacle for me. My whole life my weight has yo-yo'ed and it started really getting to me. I felt defeated, I had reached my highest weight ever and I panicked, freaked right out. The problem is.. I'm an emotional eater.. I turn to food for comfort and I've always been aware of it but I had never been able to break free from bad food habits. I've had so many highs and lows in the past 2 months that I just didn't know how to deal with it all on my own. I live so far away from friends and family, I didn't feel like I had anyone to turn to and I didn't want to become a burden to my friends and sound like a broken record so I just started to bottle all my emotions up inside and resort to food for comfort. A good example of that would be for example my job can get really stressful at times (I'm a disability support worker) and at times it gets really frustrating and some days my patience runs thin and when I get stressed, sad, annoyed... I resort to Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte (Lactose free, half sweet, Grande pumpkin spice latte to be exact) haha.. but yah.. a coffee here, a coffee there.. Then there are days where I didn't feel like making a lunch the night before so I would just eat out the following day and it would always be fast food since I don't really have time between clients to drive around and get food. One bad habit turned into many. Often my husband and I would go to the gym, have a really great workout then we would get home and not feel like cooking so we would order pizza! Haha like worst idea ever! Then I'd have pizza left over for lunch the next day. Ughh just thinking about all the bad habits I had makes me sick now. I felt so powerless and like I had no control over my life in the food department. I tried going gluten-free for a whole month and I did it and I loved it but that ended up being the worst idea ever!! I had ended up going to Bulk Barn and grocery stores and buying all this expensive gluten-free stuff and didn't bother reading the ingredients that happened to be loaded with sugar. Let's just say I gained a fair bit during that month without realizing it. Then the following month I panicked when I realized how much my weight had climbed so I went to the extreme and would only eat grilled meat, no sauce no flavor except Frank's Hot Sauce (lol) and veggies. It lasted a couple weeks then I got so sick of it and quit. I swear I had such a hard time finding a middle ground, feeling good about my diet and sticking to it. The problem wasn't the diet it was the way I perceived myself, the way I related to food and the way I would get discouraged way too fast and didn't seem to have patience or a way to control my bad emotional eating. Especially while going threw IUI1 IUI2 & IUI3. Being pumped up on hormones all the time sucked and I didn't realized the effect all that had on my body and my mind. I craved food, I eat emotionally because I felt like I had nothing else to resort to. 40% laziness, 30% emotional eating, 30% couldn't commit to a healthy life style.
When I think that it's already been 6 months since my last IUI I freak out thinking OMG how in the world did I let that many months go by without actively trying to create a baby!!
I had to really reflect on those 6 months and you know what, I'm soooo glad I took 6 months (half a year :S) off because I learned alot during this time. I learnt alot about myself, learn what my mind is capable of and what my body can do when I stick to something and believe in myself. I kept giving up before because like I said I've yo-yo'ed my whole life. I've once been thin and felt amazing then I'd gain it back, be miserable again, then would go to the gym eat differently, loose weight, then stress about school or life then eat bad then gain back but more this time, then I'd go crazy and do P90X, I felt strong, the weight was falling off then something would come up and I'd stop training. I always gave up and never kept at it and kept pushing myself to be better and to see what I was capable of.
These past 6 months I've done just that. I had to really reflect on my life and recognize all the things that made me happy, the things that made me sad, the things in my life I felt that I had no control over and also focused on the things I could change and how to improve myself overall so that I could love myself again and be happy with myself. I finally realized that what I had to do this time around was set small but very realistic and reachable goals for myself and review them every couple weeks. Adjust my goals and tweak them to keep myself on track and always remember what my end goal is, how I want to feel down the line and focus towards the good, the positive. I had to keep reminding myself that if I fell off the wagon for one meal, if I had an off day it was okay, but that I had to get right back on track the following day. For example:
- Recognize when I was stress eating / emotional eating and deal with the issue right away in a different way instead of running to food. (talk to someone, crank up music in my car by myself and sing at the top of my lungs on the way home to decompress, remind myself that after I eat bad food I feel worst, that by making better choices in the end I'd feel better overall.
- Learn to let go of all the small things. (Don't sweat the small stuff)
- Not care about what others will think.. do what I need to do for me, to make me happy since in the end all I have is myself and I better start loving it.
- Be more patient with myself, I can't make magic.. it will get done when it gets done no point in stressing about it all day or all week when in the end it was all insignificant.
- Not put so much on my shoulders.
- Learn to "dust it off". Someone criticizes me, learn from it and move on. Don't stress and replay scenarios in my head over and over of how things "should/could" have went down. Just role with it and move on.
- Not to take everything so literal. I'm way too good at over analyzing everything!
- Not to give myself deadlines or unrealistic expectations / goals.
- Acknowledge the negative things going on during the day and in my life, but then work on turning them into positive things (see it in a better light) and keep working everyday on turning those grey areas into something better and more positive. I've been very negative without realizing it and it's time I work on that.. how being a more positive person can completely change a life!
- Pay more attention to my appearance (wearing baggy clothes to cover up isn't always the best idea!)
- .... list goes on.
One day I just snapped out of it. I looked in the mirror and I was so sick of what was staring back at me, so sick of buying XL clothes, so sick of shopping at crappy stores (never wanted to walk into nice stores because I didn't feel like trying on the clothes, everything fitted me so weird). I got SO tired of feeling the need to cover myself up all the time.. (the need to hid behind baggy clothes, big sweaters) Everyday I wished I was wearing a parka to hide under. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't THAT huge, but I felt like a whale. I was at the biggest I had ever been and I knew how good I felt all around when I was smaller and I wanted to get back to that so bad. A friend shared a quote with me at some point "Nothing tastes as good as pregnant".. at first I didn't really get it, I kinda got upset and disregarded the quote thinking " yah well it's not like I'm not trying hard".. When I look back now and really think about it... no I wasn't doing everything I could. I wasn't trying nearly hard enough. So much has changed in 6 months and I still have along way to go but my frame of mind has changed and that was the biggest hurtle yet.
Nothing does taste as good as pregnant does. Every time I would eat sweets or anything sugar and high fat related I physically felt like shit after and not to mention the pounds I was gaining. One day I just cracked and that's all I needed. I changed my life around and my way of thinking about stress and food. I started having more confidence in myself at work. I started actually wanting to go to the gym. To my husband the gym is his escape, his drug, his passion so we would go together and he really helped to get me back in the gym mode. He always encouraged me and pushed me to be better when I needed a good push. Suddenly after a great workout I no longer craved pizza, I craved chicken cooked on the bbq with roasted veggies.
I acknowledged that every single food item I put in my mouth had a positive or negative reaction.
The picture below makes me laugh... both pooches wanted my supper haha. Love them to pieces.
Suddenly all I ever wanted to eat or craved was a platter full of veggie greens and meat. I started to fuel my body with 100% healthy foods and saw food not as comfort but as a necessity to make my body and brain function better. The first week was HELL! I was going threw a caffeine and sugar detox withdrawal. I had gotten 4 really really horrible migraines in a week (bad enough I had to take 3 Tylenol codeine at one time and it still hurt). I remember yelling at my husband that I felt like my brain was going to explode and that I wanted to go to hospital for morphine that's when he went to the pharmacy for stronger Tylenol. Thank god for that fiouf! There's nothing wrong with caffeine but I wanted to detox my body of all things not healthy and technically caffeine is an addictive drug. Also I don't like or enjoy black coffee, I always made them mocha's or latte's and that's where it got really unhealthy so I choose to cut it out all together. The only caffeine drink I'd consume was green tea. I knew we weren't going to be actively trying to conceive for a couple months and my goal became to get my insides as healthy as possible before we would attempt IVF or another IUI. There suddenly was no point in pouring money and all the not so fun stuff that come with fertility drugs and treatments since I knew my body wasn't where it needed to be in order to fully succeed at becoming pregnant, I really wasn't giving it my best shot. It suddenly wasn't about seeing the pounds fall off, it wasn't about getting thin.. what made this time around 100% different was that I was doing it all for my health, my insides, my organs, my brain, my muscles. Not focusing on the scale and constantly looking in the mirror to see if I looked any smaller or if my clothes felt looser made a HUGE difference. I was seriously taking this new challenge day by day and 100% not focusing on weight loss but all about how I felt on the inside, emotionally and physically in the sense that.. for example.. suddenly my headaches came on less often, suddenly the gym became a little easier every day and my endurance dramatically changed. I felt more alert during the day and not so sluggish. I found myself drinking even more water (I was always a big water drinker) but now I seemed to only be drinking water and feeling good about it, I didn't need my high sugar juices or coffee fix anymore. My clothes started feeling baggy on me but I refused to see it, so many times my husband would look at me and be like man you are really loosing weight and I'd shrug and not think of it, I'd reply with I feel healthy. I had really scary high cholesterol, hypothyroidism (slow thyroid), horrible migraine attacks weekly, headaches almost daily, felt sluggish, craved coffee all the time, always felt tired and like I had no energy. Eating clean and healthy everyday made me feel new again. Don't get me wrong it's not easy but everyday it got a bit easier and it's all about a slow but steady pace and reminding yourself why your doing it. For fewer migraines and headaches alone I feel utterly happy and thankful and kinda even mad at myself for not being strong enough to do this YEARS ago!!!
I decided to take control of my life and make those months count. Everything I consumed served a purposed and was to fuel the need of my body, to fuel my muscles, to feed my brain, to help my skin glow. I've already been taking vitamins for a couple years now but I started to take fish oil pills (one that doesnt smell or taste fishy, they have a great coating and it doesn't come back up either, a little pricier but it's the only kind I could handle as I absolutely do not consume any fish or water creature ever) so I needed to get the fish oils in me to aid my brain function, I started taking Coqu10 for the health of my heart, calcium for my bones (as I went 90% dairy free since I'm intolerant, it only made sense) I take some PGX fiber capsules to help me be regular and also at first it was to train my brain to feel full and content eating healthy food and try and make the sweet cravings go away by feeling full. As the weeks went by I took less and less of them. Now I only take them here and there when I feel the need to be more regular lol. I also started taking B-12 injections. That stuff works wonders for your body and mind.
At the gym I started being able to push myself farther and not give up. I started pushing more reps with more weights and the healing time between workouts became shorter. I felt and saw a huge difference this time around. Man when you mix a healthy food life style, the gym and being able to control (or at least acknowledge when I'm stressed, worried, sad, mad, happy) and be able to come out of it on my own by turning it into something positive or being able to shrug it off because really at the end of the day all those small things I'd worry and stress about become minimal and not so important. Everyday I work on not sweating the small stuff and wow what a difference I feel, at the end of the day before I go to bed I don't have this heavy weight on my shoulder. I also learned (slowly but getting there) to detach myself from work when I get home. Trying really hard to separate the two and have more confidence in myself work wise.
Sex.... yup sex.. Loosing weight, fueling your body properly and getting ride of unnecessary stress has an amazing impact on your sex life and your relationship. I'm finally able to let loose, have fun in the bedroom, enjoy my body (still alot of work to do but everyday is a day closer). We have never had this much sex ever haha! Like I want it all the time now haha. I feel so much better inside and out and I want to satisfy myself and my husband haha. Especially after a really good hard workout at the gym together all we wanna do is rush home, shower together and make out and touch each other all over and have fuuun, explore more and just let go! When we moved out here I gained alot and I became ashamed of my body and never wanted sex. I never craved it because I always wanted to hide my body, I was so mad I had let myself go and I felt like I was never able to truly let go of my insecurities and really enjoy myself.. Man now it's like night and day! We do it during the day in the bright daylight and I love it! I'm still really shy about my body because I have a long way to go still but I feel sooo much better! Sex is fun, sex brings us closer together again, sex lets me release all the stress and worries of my day and helps me sleep solid after hahhaa. Everyone should be having more sex !!! :P Have I mentioned that my husband is also on the eatclean wagon and he too have lost extra pounds.. we both feel much better (with room to improve) but we are doing this together and that's what counts. We are supporting each other and rewarding each other in the bedroom after bahahhaa.. No seriously though.. go have more sex and just let go!
I can't wait to see myself down the line in a couple months!!
The Infertile Mrs.White
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
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