CD 15

It's CD 15, what I think is 1DPO, (if the OPK was right), and now begins the 2WW.

Have I lost you yet? Probably not since it's a baby-making mommy blog.  I'm sure you know all the lingo, but for those who don't, here's a short primer:

CD 1 - Cycle Day 1 is the first day of your period; all days after are numbered thusly, CD2, CD3, etc.

DPO - Days Past Ovulation

OPK - Ovulation Prediction Kit

2WW - 2 week wait. The 2 weeks between when you ovulate and when your period is expected to start, or, hopefully, not start!

BFP - Big Fat Positive. Positive pregnancy test

BFN - Big Fat Negative. Negative pregnancy test

I'm brushing up on the lingo for obvious reasons. I'm back in the trying to make a baby business, and I want to be able to document it somewhat concisely. Also, I kind of like being in a club that has its own special language. tee hee

Anyway, so it being 1DPO, actually means I am officially in the 2ww. 14 agonizing days until I find out if all that baby-dancing had the desired outcome.

CD 9

OK, I couldn’t wait, so I started testing with the OPK last night. I was going to start tonight, but I’m just so anxious to get this show on the road. The test was negative, as I expected, so it doesn’t seem like early ov is taking place. Now I’ll continue to test daily until I get a positive test result, or (gasp) my period.

It’s funny how desperate I am now for a BFP. I went back and forth all summer long. Actually, I started this year out planning on trying to get pregnant in August. August came and went without a BFP. I was trying, but only half-heartedly. As long as we danced the baby-dance in the middle of my cycle, I figured we’d be ok. I wasn’t testing or taking my temp. And I wasn’t tracking anything other than my period. I did the bare minimum, believing that we had done this once before, so this time shouldn’t be a problem.

I should have known better, but it worked out, because I realize now that I just wasn’t ready. Also, I was trying without hubby’s help. I wasn’t including him in the conversations I was having with myself about whether or not to commit to trying. I didn’t want to stress him out, and alter any shot we have at getting pregnant again. But I also didn’t want to hear any arguments against getting pregnant either. So I kept our “trying” to myself.

Now that we’ve had the conversation, and I know he’s on board, I think I’m finally able to embrace the idea of taking this journey again. Ultimately I know that God’s timing is the only timing that matters. If this is meant to be, it will be.

~ L.A. Mommy

CD 7

It’s CD 7, and I took the last of the Clomid today.

Now I wait for two days, and then start testing, using an OPK. It’s amazing how familiar, yet unnerving, this whole process is. I remember walking down this road before. I remember counting the days, and tracking my cycle, and I remember just how worried I was the entire time.

Worried and excited.

Anxious.

Now here I am again, filled with anticipation for what could be, and wondering what I’ll do if it happens.

~ L.A. Mommy

CD 4

Today is CD 4, or Cycle Day 4, in TTC-anese. It is also Day 2 of Clomid, which my doctor prescribed since we haven’t had any luck the good ole fashioned way.

So fingers crossed, as they say, and lots of prayers to the Man upstairs.
In other news, I just got back from a short little shopping trip. It wasn’t meant to be a shopping trip, but my lovely friend coerced me into making a few small purchases. UGH.

I never shop. I’ve been pretty much rockin’ my maternity clothes since, well, since I was pregnant, and that was 3 years ago. UGH, again.
Anyway, I bought a couple of shirts and a pair of cords, none of which I tried on, in the hopes that I will get them home and they will fit in all the right places.

Again, fingers crossed.

That’s it for now. Just trying to get back into the swing of blogging every day.

~ L.A. Mommy

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Back in the Saddle - TTC #2

So, here I am, writing a blog post for the first time in I don’t know how long, and I’m wondering where I should begin.

I guess the title of this post says it all. Hubby and I are officially TTC numero due. And, because I would hate for any child of mine to ever feel left out, I am starting now to document this journey, the same way I did with my 1st chocolate chip.

YAY!

(You can check out that leg of the journey at Ova-Ez)

After I had my boy, I moved into a new bloggy-hood, to document my life as a brand new mommy.

(You can check that out at Mommy 'hood)

They say most couples want a second child once their first child is about 18 months old. Not me. I wasn’t sure I wanted another baby, to be completely honest. The responsibility of being a parent was far more daunting than I ever could have imagined. The weight was real. It sat on my shoulders. And my neck. And my waistline.

In any case, it took me a lot longer to realize that another child is exactly what I want. My son is now 2 ½ years old. He talks, runs, jumps, laughs, plays, and does all the other things big boys his age do. He’s so active, in fact, that him needing a playmate definitely factored into our decision to TTC again. That, and the fact that most of my friends with 2 or more kids, have gone back to their pre-pregnancy weight. Who needs a gym when you can chase a couple of kids around, right?

My main goal with this blog is to document my TTC journey, as I mentioned above. But also, to talk about what it’s like to be a mommy in L.A. I don’t want to take away from anywhere else in the world. I know it’s tough all over. But I do believe every place has a unique set of factors that set it apart from others. I’m going to talk about those that are unique to my experience, living in L.A.

I hope you’ll join me for the ride.

~ L.A. Mommy