Sorry I am a bit late, guys. I got stuck in traffic. There was 2 accidents coming up from the south. The hubs and I went to go check out a music festival and we were supposed to be back by 12. The hubs has a groomsmen fitting that he was already late to.
Late. It’s the story of my life. What I am going through sitting here each day, waiting for my “real period.” Thank God for Kaiser’s online message center, I shot my doctor an email this week. I wanted to know what was going on with my 3 day periods and if these were normal. He told me that I should stick with it one more month and then try. Sounds pretty good to me…BUT…I checked my calendar, and omigosh! I am late taking my progesterones! I was supposed to take the combo (estradiols and progesterones) day 16-25, which was on Monday! ARGH! Why is this always happening to me? Last time, I was supposed to take a week break after day 25. Will I ever get it right?
I told my husband 2 days ago when I finally remembered and he just gave me that look. I don’t know what is going on? Is God telling me that it isn’t my time? Why do I keep messing things up? What I used to do when I was on the pill, and I know it’s bad, is that I’d double or even triple dosages. I don’t plan on doing it this time. I will just have to do without the progesterones Monday-Wednesday, and continue from Thursday to Sunday. Let’s cross our fingers that my period comes.
My last blog I talked about trying to dodge that questions, ” when are you guys having kids?” Well, week after week, the same question or topic comes up. Just last weekend, we were at a bridal shower and some of the gals brought their babies. The same questions, how are you and the hubs, what’s new, house the house, when are you having kids. The same night, I went to a bachelorette party. We talked about life, the food, and then THAT QUESTION!! ARGH! Again, I was at my dad’s house just last night and my mom and dad asked the same thing! I guess I am just going to have to get used to it, but it does get annoying and brings me back to the pain. I am trying to so hard to get over it and just not worry or think about it, but its not me, its everyone else around me. I know that my hubs and God is with me and that God never gives me anything that I can’t handle. I will keep the story of Hannah in my head and not lose faith. This will all help me to go stronger.