Fertility fatigue. Fertility fatigue. Fertility fatigue.
Those words have been rolling around in my brain all afternoon ever since I had the realisation that for once, despite having a super hectic few weeks, I am not completely fatigued. The reality of this just amazes me. I mean, I’m in my 24th week of pregnancy and I have a four year old and I solo parent most of the time. Eric does usually take Monkey for 24 hours on the weekend but last weekend he stayed here instead and I got a 4 hour break in the afternoon on Saturday and the weekend before that he was in Singapore so I was full-time mummy after a busy week of solo mummying.
Usually if Eric misses a weekend of taking our little dude I am toast by the next week so the fact that we are now two weeks after that and I am feeling motivated and energetic, well, it just blows me away.
Monkey does go to pre-school 3 days a week (1 long day and 2 short) but I do work and run around doing my appointments across those days so they aren’t a rest per se, just a rest from parenting. And yet I’m not really that fatigued. Yes yes, I have the second trimester bump to thank for some of it I’m sure but the reality is that I also no longer have the stress of infertility and the related fatigue weighing me down.
I think when we are in the thick of this journey that we underestimate the toll it takes us. So often I am reading blogs by beautiful women in the midst of their fertility Continue reading
I had an amazing week last week – until Friday evening. Something happens when the weekend hits and I craaaave treats. I didn’t give in this time (go me) but I seemed to spend the whole weekend obsessing over what I couldn’t have.
Leading up to the weekend I was feeling so good and wanting only healthy food, I felt like I’d really turned a corner. But as always in this race for good health, where there is one turn for good then can be another for bad.
The last 2 days have seen me in a super grumpy mood and I have a cold sore on my bottom lip despite how healthy I am right now so rather than jumping for joy over my achievement of a really great eating week I am just in a mood. Continue reading
If you are an avid reader of my blog (and let’s be serious now, who isn’t?) you will recall that I had a wee issue with stomach cramps and errrr associated afflictions that saw me sprinting for the bathroom. If you missed it, here’s basically what went down.
I had a real urge today to pamper myself a little so I decided to just go with it. If I felt that way then maybe I needed it.
So after dropping Monkey at daycare I arrived home and took some time out to have a cup of tea and read my book in the sun. It was such a beautiful warm winter’s morning that I decided I should take advantage of it while it was nice and go for a walk along the beach. I’ve been wanting to add more exercise to my day so figured a half hour brisk walk was probably a good start. Continue reading
What a difference it makes when you take the time to make sure you eat enough food in the day. Tonight I feel all happy and healthy with a nice full tummy because I remembered to eat. Hurrah for that!
I had a few food fails today actually in that I didn’t really enjoy everything I made. Oh well, it happens. Continue reading
Ugh. You guys. I think I have maxed out on caffeine and sugar and chocolate and ugh. I feel gross. I have hit my limit. I’m grumpy mcgrumperson more and more and it is because I am fueling my body with shit a good portion of time. I need a reboot. Continue reading
Hmmmm well things are all a bit weird over here. I went back to my GP yesterday for a follow up on the bloods she took last week and had some pretty whacky results. Continue reading