Don't ask me "are you pregnant?"
Ever.
Especially if you read this blog or know my history.
Asking someone with IF if they are pregnant is like asking someone with cancer "are you better yet?" You would never pose your concern that way and could you possibly ask a more loaded question? You know there are delicate ways to inquire and that's not one of them. Same thing goes for IF and pregnancy.
Go ahead, ask how I'm feeling. Ask where I am in my treatment. Ask if I have any more information. Ask any of that. Because none of that is an indirect insult.
And if and when I do get pregnant, I will tell you when I'm ready to. I don't have control over any of this, the least you can do is allow me to share any news I might have on my time. Not yours.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
So we were potty training and now we're kind of not
This post is only semi-IF related.
We decided to start potty training A last month. We wanted to take it slow, not force the issue, and keep her in pull ups at daycare and overnight. We just wanted to get her used to the idea of going potty.
Less than 2 weeks in, she wasn't having any accidents at home in the evenings or on the weekends. I figured it was just luck. We sent her to daycare in pull ups and eventually her daily reports were telling us she was staying dry most of the day. We took a leap of faith at the end of last week and sent her in underwear. She only had 1 accident the first and second days and today, no accidents! Last Thursday, D put her to bed in underwear and she stayed dry all through the night and woke up at 6:45am to tell me she had to go potty. This was AMAZING! Our little one had all but potty trained herself. I know, I know...I don't really consider her "trained" because she has woken up wet and she still had another accident over the weekend, but the hard part is over and she did it herself.
So when I said this was semi-IF related, I'm sure you were like "um what?" Let me explain.
If you've read this blog, you know I am forever struggling with my ability to stay balanced and thankful while on this roller coaster. Sometimes, it's just as hard to keep sight of all the beauty in my life as it is to stomach another failed cycle.
When things like this happen, after hearing about potty training nightmares and having everyone and their mother tell me how difficult it was going to be, it's a gentle reminder of my blessings.
So when all I want to do is feel sorry for myself or complain about how life is unfair, I'll remember that I didn't have to do anything more than offer some jelly beans to potty train my strong willed 2 year old. I'll take it.
We decided to start potty training A last month. We wanted to take it slow, not force the issue, and keep her in pull ups at daycare and overnight. We just wanted to get her used to the idea of going potty.
Less than 2 weeks in, she wasn't having any accidents at home in the evenings or on the weekends. I figured it was just luck. We sent her to daycare in pull ups and eventually her daily reports were telling us she was staying dry most of the day. We took a leap of faith at the end of last week and sent her in underwear. She only had 1 accident the first and second days and today, no accidents! Last Thursday, D put her to bed in underwear and she stayed dry all through the night and woke up at 6:45am to tell me she had to go potty. This was AMAZING! Our little one had all but potty trained herself. I know, I know...I don't really consider her "trained" because she has woken up wet and she still had another accident over the weekend, but the hard part is over and she did it herself.
So when I said this was semi-IF related, I'm sure you were like "um what?" Let me explain.
If you've read this blog, you know I am forever struggling with my ability to stay balanced and thankful while on this roller coaster. Sometimes, it's just as hard to keep sight of all the beauty in my life as it is to stomach another failed cycle.
When things like this happen, after hearing about potty training nightmares and having everyone and their mother tell me how difficult it was going to be, it's a gentle reminder of my blessings.
So when all I want to do is feel sorry for myself or complain about how life is unfair, I'll remember that I didn't have to do anything more than offer some jelly beans to potty train my strong willed 2 year old. I'll take it.
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