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Hello. I know this board has been slow recently but Kaysley is in a Baby contest and we could use some votes. You can go the link below and you can vote for her once or twice a day. Thanks!! We would Appreicate your votes very much. Contest ends on March 31st @ midnight
Her name is : Kaysley
Just thought I'd introduce myself.
I didn't think I'd sign up so early for an account on Pregnancy.org (or Pregnancy.anywhere, for that matter) but I figured I would. Who else would know so well what I'm going through?
My husband and I have been TTC for 6.5 years. A very long time.
About 7 weeks ago, we started on the fertility-help journey fir the first time.
Thankfully we've found out that we're both so normal it's amazing we even needed the help at all!
That's the good news.
More good news is this past Monday we did a round of IUI.
i just had a mist miscarrage in june..im 2 days late..look like i did in june when i should of been 11 weeks along..my baby died in me at 7 weeks but no one know..i took a test 2 weeks ago that said yes and another 7 days ago that said i wasnt..now im late and everyone says i look with child..i want to know if i'll lose this baby too cause my belly hurts like it did back in june??? or is it ok..i have 4 boys..
I get five of my ten toes out the door and screaming ensues. I remember, "Oh yes, we're in the phase where she blows a gasket if I leave the room." But, cry she must. This mama's gotta poop - when my husband is conveniently at work. This is unfortunate because, were he home during my oh-so-scheduled poops, I could enjoy a leisurely crap...
Once, while deep in the throes of a mid-morning play date, a few fellow moms and I bravely challenged one another to make a list of the "super" characteristics that we were trying to embody. We called it the "Super-Mom List" and spent a few days reflecting on trying to fit into mom-sized superhero costumes.
You will look at the clock and feel slightly panicked when you read "7:00." The baby has slept through the night. You will begin to smile and the chorus will begin to brightly sing in your mind. But first. First you will want to check the baby, make sure the baby is okay.
Like most parents, I cannot help but indulge in the impulse of an occasional daydream: How will this child, whose nose I wipe without disgust, diapers I change with minimal complaint, and favorite books I read ad nauseum, turn out once he finally functions independently of me?
I have a confession to make. As I sit in my favorite cozy coffee shop writing this column, nearly eight-months postpartum, underneath my black t-shirt and green capris I am wearing -- are you ready for this? -- maternity underpants.