I had been feeling queasy for three days. All day. Food or no food. And, no.... I am still not on birth control. I "know" I should be.... but I am gun-shy about the pill. I am still bf'ing Joshua and that means the mini-pill. It MUST be taken at the EXACT same time each day or it has a pretty decent failure rate. That is how we got David. I was on Yaz but had been switched back & forth between different pills during the 4 months leading up to getting pregnant. Why go on a pill I am pretty sure won't work worth a damn????? Than there is the idea of an IUC (like Mirena). The only trouble is that I really do want to try again for baby #3 and in less than 2 years. My OB is not comfortable implanting the IUC only to have to remove it so quickly.
Long story short...... I took a HPT and it came up negative. Here is the shocking part..... I was quite disappointed. I had already come to terms in my heart that we were, in fact, pregnant again. Even more, with all the heavy queasies I had myself convinced this was going to be our girl. I had even gone so far as to start picking names. I didn't realize all of this until I was staring at a negative result.
Now Tony is serious about getting me on some form of birth control. His response to buying a HPT was that he would "kill me" if I was pregnant again. Well, it takes two to tango, bub. If I was pregnant again I didn't do it alone! I know with house hunting & all the work these two little boys are making for me that baby #3 should wait...... but I have to admit that I am more ready than I had thought I was. So I will bide my time, but not forever!
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
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