CharlieBeth's "My Life As Mumma Walker"

I was fortunate enough not to have to work the whole of today after all. The combination of my (hopefully) new Saturday guy doing a sound job, and a sick cleaner needing to get a lift home, meant I was home myself by1pm! Yay! Jack had already had his lunch, but was facinated by me eating mine, which was only a tuna pasta pot and an apple. Nothing he has never seen before. He really REALLY wanted my apple. I was going to share it with him once I finished my tuna, but he wanted it NOW so Yorkie went to fetch him one of his own. He played with it for a while, not sure of what to do. He had eaten an apple by himself - a couple of small bites - once, but that was ages ago, and he seemed to have forgotten what to do. So Daddy took a bite out to get him started. Jack took his apple back, looked at the bite taken out, looked at me taking bites out of mine, and the penny dropped. For the next hour and 45 mins he has been chewing on this apple (with breaks while he played with something else) an

Maybe I have just been sucked in by yet another daft on-line thingumy.... but a little while ago I signed up for Fertility Friend and enjoyed my however many day free trial... and then signed up for the VIP membership. For the first few days after doing that I started to feel like I'd been had because it was no help to me what so ever! Today, however, it started to DO stuff! I have been faithfully tapping in my my body temps, moods, and all the other bits and bobs it needs to work, and today (after I wasted a preg test and almost started taking my Clomid) it's decided to go "Poof! Have some info!" It thinks it knows how far into my cycle I am now, and given me assurance of my next AF, testing date, and therefore Clomid start date! Whoo hoo! Let's see if it's right though, yeah? It says my AF will arrive on the 7th July (1 day after my wedding anniversary), and that we have missed our ideal window for actually making a baby this cycle so AF should arrive. I

I feel like I have achieved nothing this last week, when in fact I've done pretty well. it just FEELS like I'm getting no where! Me and Yorkie actually managed to be social, with an afternoon out with Mark & Gemma one day, and an afternoon out with Jen and her lads another. And that was really nice! That's how I feel things should be. But I seem to be consumed by work again. Since my Saturday Guy quit on Tuesday (after I had asked that he was definitely OK to work this weekend, as I was supposed to be away for a wedding) I have been trying to get things sorted out. On top of that instead of just needing cleans on 3 days, we've needed to do 5 and provide management for them all. I've done Thu & Fri already, and I'm back on Monday for the last one, but we've had to feed people in who either don't know the job that well, or don't know the site too well. And while I'm sure it will all run smoothly because they are very capable people and I

I was back at the docs again on Friday to collect my results from my scan. This time there was no confusion over times or locations of appointment (phew) My Doc was all excited when I went into his office, and called up all my results from the scan and the bloods I had done before we went to France last month. He says there does not appear to be anything physically wrong with any of my womanly bits. I do not have PCOS after all (Woohoo!), my womb, tubes, ovaries, etc are perfectly healthy and normal, they can even see that I have LOADS of follicles (eggs) just waiting to be released! So why the hell am I only getting a period once ever 3 months?? The answer is: No one knows. Sometimes people just don't. I might be stress related or anything. But physically I am fine! A "Perfect" patient for Clomid! That will hopefully jump start my bits and I can go back to having a regular cycle just nicely in time to start for our next baby :o) Ideally it should be taken on da

It was Kate's birthday on Friday, so after my hosp apt we drove over, via my mum's and picking Jenny's feller Ash up. The traffic could not have been any worse! It took us 45 mins to drive the 20 miles between Lancaster & Preston and we wound up being rediculaaly late for poor Ash who had never laid eyes on me and Yorkie and was now going to have to spend the next couple of hours squeezed into my car with us and Jack. Still, he seems like a lovely guy. We had a lovely weekend. It was nice meeting Ash, he and Yorkie played on the PS2 together and got some good male bonding done! Saturday we went round to Kates. Gary, Rachel and kids were there, as were Bob & Rach, Us, Jenny & Ash, and Joy (And Kate & Dave obviously!). We stuffed ourselves silly with Tacos! But it was so hot that Jack and Alex couldn't or wouldn't sleep - or eat - and we wound up with cranky babas. On Sunday we called in on David & Dee and had some lunch. Jack was thrilled to bits