By my lack of posts lately, you may not be sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing. Honestly, I've been doing pretty well.
I had a very normal cycle last week, which has given me a lot of hope for the next few weeks before we try IUI again in March. I am a little stressed over the timing, as I have a work trip to San Antonio scheduled which will probably fall exactly when we are supposed to do the IUI. I'm a bit stressed about that, but right now know there is nothing I can do.
But something has been slowly creeping up on me. Since the miscarriage, I have seen several pregnancy announcements that I consider stupid. Either people that I don't think should be allowed to procreate, or people who announce there pregnancy in an obnoxious way on facebook at something like 5 weeks. (no offense if you've done that...to each their own...I get that sometimes you just want to tell people...I don't judge you).
Something new is happening. I am beginning to see and hear pregnancy announcements from people who I like. And at a reasonable time, 15 or 16 weeks. Which means their due date is close to mine. Actually, someone announced on facebook yesterday with my exact due date. And I'm only on facebook like once every two weeks! How did I catch that?
I just keep thinking - we could be pregnant together! Our babies could share a birthday! I want it to be me!!!
16 weeks was when we thought we would make the pregnancy general knowledge. Obviously some people already knew, and we would have told more people as time passed. But 16 weeks was what we had in mind for telling the whole world.
Max turns 30 tomorrow. We are having a birthday shindig for him on Sunday night. Our plan was to tell some friends at the party as part of his birthday celebration. Not so much. Instead I'll play the happy hostess and break away every now and then to cry in the bathroom. Luckily my best friend will be in town from 4.5 hours away.
I find myself wondering how Max is feeling approaching this birthday. And the non-existent announcement. Is 30 hitting him as hard as it hit me a year ago?