I'm just chugging along right now. A and I have started measuring my belly at night just so we don't miss it if the swelling starts to get bad gradually over a couple of days. My biggest concern right now is that the ohss will flare up really bad and catch me completely off guard.
I went back on the fiber supplement on Tuesday, and surprisingly I haven't had a cramping attack in 2 days (knock on wood). I wonder if the constipation (which I had lost track of again) was causing the ohss cramping to be that much worse?
I'm not going to be able to keep this quiet at work for very long if I keep puking at 9 am. I barely made it to the bathroom in time this morning. And 3 women came in while I was at it!
I turn 30 in 2 weeks! It's amazing how insignificant that seems now.
Our Angel Baby's due date came and went on Tuesday without even a second thought from me. I feel SO guilty about that. I never want to forget that day, just like I never want to forget the struggles we've been through to get to this point. I never want to be that women who slips back into the fertile mindset just because I got knocked up. A will say I'm being silly that out angel baby was never really a baby and would have never been know if it wasn't for treatments, and I need to move forward, but this feels like the first step on a very slippery slope.
I am sleeping more soundly than I have in a VERY long time. I wake up in the morning in the exact same position as when I laid down. Some nights I have the "roll-over syndrome" where you roll over thinking you haven't been asleep at all yet and realize its morning! I feel most rested those mornings, yet I'm still contemplating crawling into bed at 9 every night...and yet I never do.
Speaking of which, it is now 10:30 and I have to be up at 6. I really need to go to bed. Night!
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