It's been weeks with a constant headache...the ones that start off sharp, and on one side, and over the yes, and then I get so tired as well as out of wack feeling that I can't function! They are small migraines brought on by hormones mainly BCP, and the IVF drugs. Maybe even throw a little stress in there.
THIS BLOWS! I just want to freaking feel NORMAL again! I want to not feel like I am going to throw up, or fall over any minute, and feeling as if someone slipped me a sleeping pill. At the very least if I am going to feel this shitty it should be for a good cause such as BEING PREGNANT! But of COURSE not...I have to continuously feel every symptom, and not have anything to show for it. Infertility sucks! People do NOT realize just how much bull**** we infertile's go thru on a daily basis, and all the while we are suppose to smile, suck it up and just deal right? Wrong!
God our vacation can't come soon enough!
What is with the Pineapple reference?
The reason this baby is referred to as our little "Pineapple" is because of the nickname Bob gave me after we started IVF. Bob said because I had endured so much, and was so strong I was like a "pineapple". The outer shell of a pineapple is strong, stubborn, hard headed, but once you peel back those layers it's just a mushy, sweet fruit inside. So immediately when we found out we were pregnant the ladies on my board started calling the baby our like Pineapple. So there you have it, how the nick name Pineapple and TTP (Teeny Tiny Pineapple) came to be.
Why a blog?
I wanted to share our Journey of IVF and TTTC with others. It is and was a long difficult road, and I feel that if I can help even one woman find comfort, give suppport, and make a difference even just woman who is going thru infertility or IVF than I have done something wonderful. I've brought a sense of understanding and comfort to someone else. To my fellow TTTCR's I pray for us all, and we will have our babies.....
Our Dream
Some dream of big houses
Or shiny new cars,
Ours is to someday
Hold a baby that’s ours
Some dream of more money
To hoard and to keep,
Mine is to someday
Rock my baby to sleep.
Some dream of careers
In buildings so tall,
His is to someday
Toss his kid a baseball.
Some dream of great power
To be strong and tough,
Ours is to someday
Have a child to love.
Some dream of things
Such as silver and gold
Ours is of the day
Our child we’ll hold.
Or shiny new cars,
Ours is to someday
Hold a baby that’s ours
Some dream of more money
To hoard and to keep,
Mine is to someday
Rock my baby to sleep.
Some dream of careers
In buildings so tall,
His is to someday
Toss his kid a baseball.
Some dream of great power
To be strong and tough,
Ours is to someday
Have a child to love.
Some dream of things
Such as silver and gold
Ours is of the day
Our child we’ll hold.
Friday, January 4, 2008
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment