My new cyber friend, Di, has inspired me to get personal. So I hereby advise you to avert your eyes post-haste if you have any disinclination to talk of ovaries, pee-sticks, and menstrual cycles.
I knew you’d stick around. It was the pee-sticks wasn’t it? Pee-sticks. Yup. PEE-sticks. It’s just one of those words you can’t help but want to stick around for.
So, CJ and I are trying to fall pregnant. Problem is I’m 36 and have POCS (polycystic ovarian syndrome), so the odds aren’t looking too crash hot. I’ve had all my hormones tested and apparently all is working well enough. Except that I only seem to be ovulating every second month, which gives us 6 chances a year, which…. is shit, really. On top of that, my cycles vary from 24 to 40+ days, so working out when I ovulate is a barrel of laughs.
I was explaining all this to The Baby Whisperer (TBW) in Canberra over the weekend. Yes. It’s true. I know an honest-to-goodness baby whisperer. Or, if there is only one, then yes, I know THE baby whisperer. She just so happens to be my Aunt. She charms the pants (nappies) off babies. You should see her go. Like the clappers. But. You know. Slow and cooey clappers.
So, I was telling TBW that we’ve bought the ovulation kits, but at $50 a pop and with only 7 PEE-sticks in each kit, with a 40 day cycle we’ve worked out we’re gonna need more than friggin’ 7 PEE-sticks per month. I mean, come on people, what about us FREAKS?!
Anyhoo, turns out TBW does more than, you know. Whisper. Because she up and funded my PEE-stick exigency!! What a champion for the cause! She deposited PEE-stick money in my account! Just because…. you know, she loves me, n’ all that. Jeez. It’s enough to make a hormonal gal cry. (It could, of course, be for purely selfish, baby whispering purposes – you know the more there are, the more a’charmin’ she can go – but a reason’s a reason, right?)