Here we go AGAIN...

Yesterday I started that wee little thing called THE PILL. No, we don't need "protection." What an amusing concept.

I have officially started down the complicated reproductive road called IVF again. I was surprised when I popped in for my Day 3 FSH, E2 blood draws to find out that I was also to start taking THE PILL. Gulp. I hate THE PILL. For some women it works wonders and balances out their moods/hormonal levels; sadly, not for this woman.

Just two days ago I was out working hard in the yard. I spent two hours behind the lawn mower mulching and collecting leaves. It felt good. I finally reached my goal of 170lbs and began to dip below it. I felt energetic and strong again. I thought to myself, "my body is finally back." Yes, I enjoyed one blissful day of feeling like my old self was back. And then, boom, it all came crashing down with one little pill. Not less than 24 hours after putting it in my mouth, I was sobbing and sentimental while talking with hubby and ready to crawl in bed for a long nap. Damn that PILL.

Well, lest you think I am whining too much, I'm done with my pity party. I want another baby and I know all the hoops are worth it. But, the heartache and potential loss, uncertainty, and relinquishing of control, are hard to handle.

Meanwhile, I am working away at coming up with a custom baby announcement cards business for Ebay. When we did Gabe's cards, I picked someone off of Ebay whose designs I admired. Now, I actually have figured out how to do such things and I am enjoying the creativity and technical challenge that it provides. I'm posting my creations under the "Custom Cards" category on my website: www.scatterjoyphotography.com

Now, I'm off to rouse my baby who is sleeping. I passed by his room a while ago and there was a most odiferous smell emerging. Time for a diaper change and a midnight snack...