I firmly believe that the family is ordained in heaven. I believe that we were set apart in familial units in the pre-mortal realm, and that the children in our family are special and specific. When we got serious about starting our family, and found out that I was not able to get pregnant, we really prayed and pondered about where we would find our first child. We were strongly directed to go through the process of adoption, and to go through LDS Family Services as our agency. The end result was a good one—The Jooj! After about fifteen minutes of being parents for the first time people started asking us when we were going to have another baby. Which brings us to
C is for Clomid. I am never doing this again. If I am not able to conceive this month, that is that. Never again will I undergo the
Hot Flashes
Red Hot Rage
Nausea
Chills
Vomiting
Sleeplessness
Crying Jags
Paranoia
Shakiness
(at least until menopause.)
It is ridiculous. The week that I took the pills there was no problem at all; of course, this is the week that the pills go to work motivating my whatnot. And I am sick as a dog. Today I am able to put on clothes and do the dishes for the first time in a week. The rage is subsiding a little, but it is being replaced by nausea and heartburn (bread, air, water—all give me heartburn. The only thing I can keep down is Bellagio Sipping Chocolate. Which tastes like chocolate cake all melted in my belly.). Seriously. I am never doing this again. It is ridiculous to be sick in order to get pregnant and get sick. No gestation for me = more money to social workers. And that is just fine because, as I have said many times to people who get pregnant and feel badly for me, I don’t want your babies. Mine are out there, and it do not matter to me where they come from as long as they get to my family eventually. And they are good-looking.
And when I get this nonsense out of my system, C can be for Carbonara
Thursday, March 08, 2007
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Oh Jen--that stinks. I am sorry you are having all the side effects. That is never good, but trying to deal with that when you have a two year old is almost torture.
Today Lauren said to me in the car (out of the blue I might add). "Mom, I wish I could just go buy and whole house full of babies and give them to all the people who want one.... FOR FREE!!!!" (we had to have a talk about how we don't buy people and that lead to the slavery talk which took us so far off the topic that I never did find out why she wanted to buy the house full of babies in the first place......). We all build our families in different ways and all of them are right.
I heard that the tax credit went up again this year for adoption... so that is something...
Clomed is a bad bad thing and I'm very far down the food chain of its side effects. Wife was achy irritable and just not her normal self during the whole first run of it...I'm convinced that drug companies have no real desire to cure anything just to keep us buying drugs to maximize their profits. Well I'm taking a stand. I say my infertility is a way of sticking it to the drug companies so there!
C is for...come visit.
I'm with Jenny on that. We miss you!
April
I'm so sorry. I totally agree with you about family's ordained in heaven. I love how despite the crap you're going through you can always put a funny spin on it... "and they are good-looking". You're awesome.
So sorry about the cursed clomid. My sister tried that and felt exactly the same way. I love your attitude! Especially the "I don’t want your babies. Mine are out there".
Hope it wears off soon and bravo for carbonara and come visit!
I've heard tell.
So sorry.
And of course they are good looking!
Come visit.
And my doctor was pushing it like candy...
Yes, please come visit, I've been looking for someone to harmonize with me. I will make you carbonara.
It is like candy. The candied urine of Satan after a dinner of asparagus.
And I am coming for Shark Week.
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