{"id":1670,"date":"2009-03-12T22:51:58","date_gmt":"2009-03-13T02:51:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/?p=1670"},"modified":"2009-08-01T18:54:26","modified_gmt":"2009-08-01T22:54:26","slug":"smelly","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/?p=1670","title":{"rendered":"Smelly"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I know I&#8217;m still on estrogen, so maybe that&#8217;s why everything is still all weird. Maybe my sense of smell has evolved. Maybe my body chemistry has changed from the pregnancy. All I know is that I take a shower every morning, I have not been running or exercising (oops), but by the time I go to bed I just keep wrinkling my nose at that <i>smell<\/i>. And don&#8217;t even make me go there after I wake up from night sweats (which I have also been having with some frequency). I clamp the blankets down around my shoulders and do not, under any circumstances, lift them.<\/p>\n<p>But then, maybe it&#8217;s not me &#8211; or rather, not that my body scent is stronger. I&#8217;m still really noticing other smells as well. Dealing with customers&#8230; well, you know how it is. But it&#8217;s other things too&#8230; the smell of dog, the smell of garbage. I&#8217;m being assaulted with stinky things.<\/p>\n<p>The smells thing is not new to this cycle, it&#8217;s been ongoing, but some other things are. I mentioned the strange bowel pains I was having after transfer, I attributed that to the bloating and such. Well, it&#8217;s still happening. I&#8217;m getting frustrated, because everything should be back to &#8220;normal&#8221; by now. Granted it&#8217;s not quite the same kind of discomfort as it was with all the bloating, this feels more like gas pain. When it happens, though, it doesn&#8217;t rightly matter <i>what<\/i> it is, it just <i>hurts<\/i>. Sharp little stabby pains through my tailbone. I&#8217;m at a loss. What the heck is different now than before a month ago? The only thing I can think of are the iron pills &#8211; I bought a different brand. And I know iron can cause upset stomachs, but sharp gas bubbles? And it&#8217;s not like I&#8217;ve been taking them consistently, anyways. When I don&#8217;t take them I definitely notice a difference in my body temperature&#8230; but no difference in the gas bubbly pain.<\/p>\n<p>::<\/p>\n<p>I am feeling a lot of relief that the last cycle is over. In many ways just getting an answer &#8211; though it was the wrong one &#8211; at least was <i>an<\/i> answer. It let me breathe again. I&#8217;m either pregnant or not pregnant, and I can deal with either of those&#8230; but the in-between not-knowing is just plain aweful.<\/p>\n<p>There are a lot of things to enjoy about the first half of a cycle, when I don&#8217;t have to worry about the embryo-that-may-become-a-fetus:<br \/>\n* I can drink alchohol when I&#8217;ve had a bad day&#8230; or when I just really want one<br \/>\n* I can eat whatever I want without worrying about listeria or toxoplasmosis or whateverthefuck<br \/>\n* I can bump into things or squash my stomach against a counter without worrying for the next hour<br \/>\n* I can bounce and run and ride rollercoasters (okay, so they&#8217;re still closed &#8211; but I <i>could<\/i>)<br \/>\n* I can lose weight without worrying that I&#8217;m not eating enough nutrients<\/p>\n<p>Basically, I can just live my life without over-analysing every single moment for how it may affect implantation and a possible baby. And I know that normal people don&#8217;t spend their &#8220;pre-pregnancy&#8221; weeks over-analysing and worrying. But we&#8217;re far beyond being normal people in this. We have seen too much, had too much happen to us, to blithely believe that things will just work out without some help. I think there will always be the fear that something we did or didn&#8217;t do somehow affected the outcome. And it&#8217;s not that I want to live my life being paranoid &#8211; but I guess it&#8217;s the &#8220;better safe than sorry&#8221; mentality. I would like to avoid all possibility of giving myself something to feel guilty about. If I lived my life as best I could, followed all the rules, then at least I know I gave it my best shot. At least I know it wasn&#8217;t anything I did.<\/p>\n<p>I am really tired of all of this, but I know I can&#8217;t take time off. It is extremely frustrating to me that my entire life has been taken up with this. For years. And it will probably be another several years. We&#8217;ll keep doing IVF until I get pregnant, then I&#8217;ll be pregnant, then I&#8217;ll be nursing, and then we will want to get pregnant again somehow as soon as my body is ready. Is that ideal for my body? No. I recognize that. But I also recognize the fact that my husband is going to be 43 this month. Whatever children we want to have will need to come in the next 5 years or they will probably not come at all&#8230; we want to raise our children, help put them through college&#8230; and, you know, someday my husband would like to actually retire. At least the pregnancy part is enjoyable for me&#8230; I definitely have that to look forward to.<\/p>\n<p>I just feel so jealous of people who can just decide when to get pregnant. They get breaks. They go from &#8220;not at all pregnant&#8221; to &#8220;pregnant.&#8221; There is that clean line for them, it&#8217;s easy. For me, for the rest of us&#8230; we&#8217;re stuck in between. Every month we might be. And every month that we&#8217;re not it just drags out longer, until you&#8217;re years down the road and you don&#8217;t even remember what being &#8220;not pregnant&#8221; even feels like anymore. Yes, these two (three) weeks are a bit of a relief, indeed.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I know I&#8217;m still on estrogen, so maybe that&#8217;s why everything is still all weird. Maybe my sense of smell has evolved. Maybe my body chemistry has changed from the pregnancy. 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