Summertime!

School is finally over!  I've been out for a little over a week now, and I've definitely been enjoying all the extra free time at home.  I'm definitely jealous of all you SAHMs!  It's always hard to go back in August, and I have to keep reminding myself that I like my job--lol.

I'm currently 25 weeks 2 days.  Pregnancy is going great.  I really can't complain about anything.  The nurse gave me an "A+" on Wednesday for how everything is progressing.  She even commented on the fact that my comments section on my chart was almost empty, whereas a lot of women are already on a second page of comments from the number of times they have to call in and ask about stuff.

DH finally got to feel Caleb move a week ago Sunday!  I think it was more exciting for me than it was for him.  I felt like our conversations were always the same: Me-"Did you feel that?"  DH-"No."  And so on and so on.  So when he finally sad, "I think I did feel something," I was ecstatic!  Nowadays whenever I put his hand on my belly so he can feel Caleb move, he's not all that enthusiastic about it.  But as my sister pointed out, we'll have the rest of our lives to feel Caleb. :)

We're going to the beach tomorrow--a much needed vacation!  DH's uncle is renting a beach house for the week (7 bedrooms for 15 people).  I went out and bought a new bikini 3 days ago since my butt and boobs are too big for my old ones--haha.  I don't really care about covering up my belly at the beach.  I'm planning on using lots of sunscreen, and I don't have any stretch marks (yet).  The only thing I do have is the linea negra, which darkened at the beginning of this week.  The nurse said it was common in pregnancy and should fade after Caleb is born.

I'm still praying for all you ladies--especially the ones waiting for babies.  I have a feeling that I'll be back in that category after Caleb is born.  In a way, I still classify myself as a sub-fertile.

Here's me last week at 24 weeks 3 days, hiking in the Shining Rock Wilderness:

TTC Cycle #12

TTC Cycle #12: August 14, 2010-September 12, 2010 (30 days)

After many prayers and talks with DH, we decide to go ahead with Clomiphene.  I take 100mg on CD 3-7.  It makes me a bit looney.  The worst part during it was when I had a meltdown in the kitchen over cutting up vegetables.  I just started sobbing, "I can't do it!!!"  and DH starts to smile at me.  I'm like, "Why are you smiling?  I'm crying!!!  Boo-hoo!".  He says, "Katie, it's just vegetables,"  and I started laughing in between sobs, realizing how ridiculous I sound.

CD 11- I have my very first ultrasound to check and see if there's a mature follicle and if my ovaries are over-stimulated or not.  I'm kind of excited and nervous, but my doc says to not expect it to work the first time.  So I get a UTI the day before (yuck!), and it's convenient that I already have an appointment scheduled today.  I give the nurse the urine sample for testing, and she starts chatting with me.

Nurse- It's common to have UTIs now since there's a lot of stuff going on down there.
Me- Huh????
Nurse- You know, with pregnancy.
Me- I'm not pregnant.  I'm TRYING to get pregnant.
Nurse- Your chart says you're pregnant.
Me- ?!?!

Apparently there's another Katie with the same last name as me at their office.  She was born in the same year as me and also weighs the same.  The other Katie is pregnant.  I'm not.  And they accidentally switched the files.  (Hippa violation!!!)  So that was depressing, to say the least.

My ultrasound shows 2 maturing follicles--one on my right ovary that is 19 mm and one on my left ovary that is 15 mm.  Doc says that I'll ovulate in 3-5 days!!!  I'm on track to have a 29-30 day cycle.

CD 12- I get a phone call from my friend K (her husband is A, DH's best friend/man) saying that they're 13 weeks pregnant and having a boy!  We talk for about 30 minutes, and I tell her about my ultrasound yesterday.  I actually didn't cry, and I attribute that to her keeping me on the phone for so long and talking me through everything.  I'm hopeful that I'll get pregnant this cycle so that our babies can be close in age (silly, I know).

CD 17- My sister, L, gives birth to her son, E, on August 30, 2010, one day before her 20th birthday.  Baby E is perfect healthy!  L asked me and DH to be the godparents, and we of course say yes :)

My maternal grandmother, Vovoa (Portuguese for grandmother), is hospitalized, and it's serious.  There's a hole in her colon, and they're not going do surgery.  She's in the same hospital where L and E are (where my dad works as well).

CD 18- August 31, 2010.  Vovoa dies 2 days before her 80th birthday :(  3 out of her 5 children (including my mom) were there with her when she passed.  She had spoken about being ready to meet Jesus, but it was still a hard time for us all.

CD 21-25- Travel to FL for her funeral and family time.  I was planning on just taking sick leave, but my principal tells me that they do paid bereavement leave, so I'm able to stay an extra day to be with my mom.  I help her out sorting through my grandmother's clothes and belongings.

CD 31- AF :(  What a horrible cycle.
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On a lighter note...
The Sunday Schoolers use our classrooms at the Catholic school next door to meet on Sunday mornings. They're notorious for going through my students' desks and taking stuff. I had a meeting this afternoon, and when I got back to my classroom, this was on the board! :)