After calling the doctor to find out what we can do since the provera didn't do its job, I've been advised to go back on the pill again. So, no babies for a while.
I'm a little bummed about it, but not much. As much as I wouldn't mind getting pregnant, a baby would add to our ever-burgeoning chaos. I was hoping to get pregnant mostly because Rob wants it so badly, and it would be something new. But realistically, this isn't the best time. The other house hasn't sold, one or the other of our cars is constantly in the shop, our house always looks like a cyclone came through, Noah's starting a new school tomorrow, we have five cats, I can never seem to finish anything, and I'm perpetually frustrated or bored senseless. I can't really say I'm hating my life right now, but I can't say I like it either. There's no reason to think that a baby would make any of that better...it'd just be one more thing to take care of.
In the time that it takes to get regulated, maybe I'll lose these last 40-45 lbs, sell the other house, get this house organized to my satisfaction, finally get some money in the bank, find a manageable routine, etc. And maybe I won't feel so angry all the time. Or maybe not.
You know, if I'm not going to have a period, would it be too much to ask to stop the PMS hormonal crap too? It's been 3 weeks, for goodness sake. I don't even want to live with me anymore.
Posted by Joy at August 16, 2004 03:35 PM