Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Progesterone + Vivelle Dots = Crazy Katie

This post has some interesting news in it, I promise.

But first: yesterday sucked.

I am not sure why. I pretty much woke up grumpy and stayed that way for the rest of the day. I know that progesterone and I are not a good mix, so that probably had something to do with it. I also am doing those darned Vivelle "dots," and I remember this general teed-off-at-the-world-for-no-apparent-reason feeling from my Lupron days (they seem so long ago, somehow). Also, as I posted, I didn't feel an inkling of pregnant. I know, it's so early, but I was hoping for a light to shine down on my belling and the word pregnant to float above my abdomen. Or something subtle like that.

I spent my day wrapping Christmas gifts and putting up the last of my Christmas decorations. I had everything pretty much done a few weeks ago, except one key feature: my nativity scene. I just love it, it is from the Willow Tree collection (the little figurines that look as if they are carved from wood). My grandmother gave me the first piece the Christmas before she died and my parents and siblings have given me the rest of the pieces over several birthdays. Just putting it up each year makes me so happy and each piece has special meaning attached to the person who gave it to me. Last year when we were putting away the bin with the nativity pieces in it, somehow, it got put in with the outdoor decorations. So this year, I couldn't find it and I was devastated. I kept picturing accidentally throwing it out with the mass amount of things that we donated at the end of the season. My husband finally got around to putting some outdoor lights this weekend and ta-da! There it was.

So, I lovingly put up each piece and made it look just right. I admired it for a moment and then went to make dinner. My husband came home about an hour later and started playing with our dogs and. . . "somehow" the ball he threw landed on my nativity and broke two of the pieces - one of which had been the gift from my grandmother.

I lost it. I don't mean I cried. I don't mean I yelled. I don't mean I threw things. I managed to do all three at once, while turning what my husband described as "a violent shade of purple." I told him to get in the car and not come back until he had replacement pieces for the broken figurines. He used crazy glue to put them back together and you honestly can't tell, but I was still angry at him for the rest of the night.

Earlier in the day, I had a fight with my mom on the phone. It started innocently enough, she asked about baby names and I told her what we were thinking about and she started laughing at our choice of a middle name (which, incidentally, is my husband's dead father's middle name - Patrick). She didn't just giggle or snuffle out a quick guffaw, either, it was a hyenna laugh that kept going and going. I started to cry, she kind of sort of apologized, and then brought it up five minutes later by saying, "You're not really going to name my grandson Patrick [Last Name Here]."

Once again, I lost it.

Yeah, yesterday wasn't pretty. But I am in a better mood today. Getting used to the progesterone? Maybe, but I doubt it. Getting used to the Vivelle dots. Unlikely, but sure. Seeing all the lovely comments you guys left me yesterday while I wallowed in my misery. That made me feel all warm and tingly inside. But something else is cheering me up today. . .

My husband says that I smell.

23 comments:

chicklet said...

I hope he's right and you're stinking it up!

alison said...

Ooo, you're tinky! *plugging my nose at you*... :o) I'm so happy to hear that!

And sorry about the nativity scene, I would have done the same thing, hormones or not...

alison said...

Awww you were leaving me a comment while I was leaving you a comment, it's like we almost cause a blogosphere collision of sorts. :)

Ok, it's time for alison to take a nappy...

Melissa said...

So sorry to hear about the grumpy hormonal day, but we are ALL entitled to a few of those-I hope you are one stinky pregnant mess. :)
*hugs*

K @ ourboxofrain said...

I hope he's right and you're emitting a big ole pregnant funk!

And I'm with Alison -- I too would have freaked re the nativity scene, even in the absence of any hormonal assistance. I'm so sorry that happened.

Tracy said...

Hey there Stinky! That is GREAT news!

I would be SO mad at my husband. He knows no playing with the dog in the house. You had every right to be angry, hormones or no.

And your mom laughing at the name? That is precisely why we are NOT sharing names with anybody. I'm not particularly interested in hearing whether or not somebody else thinks our favorite names are what they'd like!!!

XOXO I can't WAIT for your good news!

Fertilize Me said...

I think it is great that your husband has an good sniffer of that sort!

I am glad that your nativity scene is back in one piece. I am sorry your mother is so opinionated about the name of her grandbaby! AS if...

jennifercarol said...

What on earth is wrong with the name Patrick??? It's a totally normal name. Certainly not "laughable"!

Katie said...

Not only that, but we are talking MIDDLE name. Who really even frippin' cares what the middle name is? The thing is that if you take Patrick and my last name (which my husband would KILL me if I reveal), it makes a familiar name. Not one that everyone knows, but some people do. Actually, in my poll of random friends who I have bitched about my mother to in the past day, only ONE of the several has known who is person is. Once again, though, we are talking MIDDLE name, to memorialize my DEAD father-in-law.

Samantha said...

That progesterone can cause a lot of crazy things to happen! I'm glad you've forgiven your husband and hope that his sense of smell is on the nose (ha! ha!).

Von said...

Oh God, poor you. I remember distinctly at this stage wanting to stage an all week sit-in in my bed and just sulk.

Adriane said...

That is so cool about smelling pregnant! Hope he is right!!!

My Reality said...

I hope he is right!

Ally said...

Katie, I hope you have the stinkiest progesterone breath of anyone anywhere for the next nine months! :)

Mrs. Piggy said...

That is such a cool thing your husband can do. I cant wait to see if he's right. When are you testing??!

amy said...

Progesterone will indeed make you emotional...it's like riding a roller coaster through your day :)

I always wondered what genius named that freaking huge rectangle a "vivelle dot"...there is nothing dot like about it.

Keeping my fingers crossed for you that your husband's nose is right on!

Amy
dancingwithinfertility.blogspot.com

Kim said...

Yeah, Progesterone will do that. I probably would have flipped out like that without the help of fertility drugs, though... lol.

I remember my sister telling me that she wouldn't be an aunt to a child named B----- when I was pregnant with B. And guess what, she is! I learned right then to wait until you have a baby in your arms to tell people the name... because they won't dare laugh once they see that beautiful baby. And if they do, who gives a hoot, they'll get over it. Your baby, your decision. I'm used to people thinking the names that I like are a little out there, and I really don't care... to each their own. I'd hate to not use a name that I love just because someone else had something inconsiderate to say.

Maria said...

YAY, you smell!!! I've never heard of a better compliment!

elephantscanremember said...

I can smell you from here too, which is weird because I'm not a man. Hmmm....

(((HUGS))) I hope the evil side effects go away soon.

coolingstar9 said...

Hi,
I am coolingstar9, christmas is around the corner, merry christmas to you and all at home.

Debby said...

Hooray for being stinky!!!!

Tracy said...

Katie, where are you? Is everything okay?

Thinking about you...

lifefromhere said...

katie, hope you're feeling better today, and still smelling up the joint (you know, in a good way)! and I'd be pissed at my mom too, the nerve! progesterone will make you mad too (I start mine tomorrow). how's the rest of the 2ww going? ~luna