Goddamn, I’m tired. Hit-by-a-truck tired. And bleary-brained and monkey-minded. No, I’m not telling you I’m pregnant. I’m also not telling you I’m not pregnant. We’re toward the end of the waiting-to-see-if-we-did-it phase. Again. The Two Week Wait, this time enhanced by Extremely Icky Herbs from the Naturopath. Crossed fingers and good implantation vibes are most welcome and appreciated.
I haven’t figured out yet how I’ll handle a positive pregnancy that sticks (and damnit, I WILL get to keep one of these kids) on the blog. With Thumper, I didn’t announce that I was pregnant until I was safely past the twelve-week mark. You know… in case “something happened.” Well, now that I’ve twice since announced a pregnancy by blogging that I’d lost it, do I still keep the pregnancy private until I’m past the first trimester? If I lost another one, I’m sure I’d say so here. I don’t know… I have a hard time keeping very big things off the blog, though there have been some doozies that have never appeared here and never will. But I also don’t want this to turn into a “Cari’s adventures in recurring miscarriage” blog, either. We’ll see.
Well, let me be the first to send you positive fertility vibes via the blog universe. I’m rooting for you guys!
Positive vibes coming your way from here, too.
And more positive pregnancy vibes from me, too. It’ll happen at the right time. But let’s make it sooner rather than later, fertility gods!
Fingers crossed.
Good vibes!!!!
Good vibes from here, too. Best wishes.
Cari, sending you positive thoughts and hoping for good news whenever you feel ready to share it.
You should know by now that I will read anything you write, be it novel, story, or directions to a garage sale. I’m actually working at not talking about my therapy on mine and it is weird, but perhaps ultimately healthier?
It can’t possibly easier to see if you are preggo than waiting to hear about your novel. Oy.
I think a blog should not be for the readers, but for yourself. If it’s something you want to write, write it and they will come.
What Abbey said.
Fingers firmly crossed.
Sending all possible good baby vibes your way.
Ditto Abbey, along with a whole bunch of implantation and happy baby thoughts winging their way to you.
xx
Nodding. Talk as you are moved to, and good baby thoughts…
For some reason this has been a really loooong week for everyone I know. Have the planets done something? I am exhausted, hubby, co-workers, everyone just plain tired.
Whatever you are comfortable sharing is okay by me. I’m sending good and positive thoughts your way!
Cari – keeping my fingers crossed for you.
And whatever you choose to tell or not to tell… well, it’s your news to tell.
steady stream of positive vibes in transit!
I’m 16 weeks pregnant and waited until last week to tell the blog. My reasoning was sort of superstitious — each time we’ve told new people, I have to fight down all sorts of “don’t jinx it!” anxiety. Whether you choose to wait or speak, you have a lot of people cheering and hoping for you.
I say try not to think about it. Just go about your life and fill your head with non-barbed thoughts. I’m wishing you the best!
Sending positive thoughts in your direction!
I don’t pray, but I’ll say one (to mother nature) for you, just in case it helps. -’cause I know how bad it feels to be where you are with this whole thing. (Also, I didn’t announce until 12 weeks this time, because it was fun to have a secret.)
I don’t pray, but I’ll say one (to mother nature) for you, just in case it helps. -’cause I know how bad it feels to be where you are with this whole thing. (Also, I didn’t announce until 12 weeks this time, because it was fun to have a secret.)
Sorry for the double post!
Sending very clingy egg thoughts your way. Spring getting closer must help, too!
Good wishes and positive vibes for you and your body. The process is such a frustrating, scary thing, but it will end in joy and hope. Blessings to you and your family!
I hope it work Cari.
As for keeping it off the blog. Good luck. I haven’t been blogging much about the latest IVF cycle because I don’t know how I’ll handle it if it fails again. And I’m 38, so what do I do if something is wrong or we lose it before week 12.
It’s a dilemma to be sure.
Either way we are thinking good thought and are here for you for moral support.
I’m crossing my fingers, toes, eyes and various other random parts for you. Look forward to reading good news soon.