Trying To Concieve

Psalm 127:3-5
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. As arrows are in the hand of a warrior, so are the children of one’s youth. Happy, blessed, and fortunate is the man whose quiver is filled with them!

Written October 12, 2011

I’m not pregnant (yet), but as I sit here wondering for the 3rd time this week WHY my right underarm stinks and my left underarm does not (more on this later) … I pray I may be (pregnant, not stink *heh*).

It might seem strange, but it JUST dawned on me to even document this journey toward “knocked-up-ed-ness”  on my blog #doh.  I’m not gonna publish this post until later), but until then, this will give me a place to dump my thoughts about trying to concieve.

Wow, I’m “trying to concieve”?!  *insert heavy poignant music here*

It’s a long story for me … I would’ve NEVER thought I’d even been writing this post, much less wanting to have a baby.  I suppose what all them there elders told me years back in response to my “I don’t want to have children” statement  was true:  “You will.”  Fancy that.

At any rate, the short version of the long story is:

• I’ve never wanted children
• About 2 years ago I started wanting them
• I’m 35
• I’ve never been pregnant, tried, or had any experience where I might have been pregnant
• Hubby and I started trying at the end of August {post ovulation so it kinda doesn’t count}

That said this has been a new experience for me. I think the thoughts are what surprise me the most … like “Do I work?” and “Oh no, I got my period, DRATS!”.  It’s only been about 6+ weeks into trying, one ovulation cycle, so we’re totally within the normal timeline of couples trying to concieve (from my limited understanding).  At this point we’re not being super strategic either (as in I know when I’m ovulating and all that but we’re not like “We must know each other (in the Biblical sense) twice a day around my ovulation or ELSE!”.  We’re totally not there yet.  Just enjoying each other (as usual) and getting it in (as usual) and seeing what happens.

Stinky arm pit story: I don’t now what’s up but lately my right armpit has gotten pretty aromatic around 3PM. The left one is as fresh as daisies. What in the world?!   At first I thought it was just me forgetting to put on deodorant in the busy rush that is my life, BUT I’ve been intentionally putting it on now for the past few days because I’m aware of the right pit’s total defiance and BOOM! circa 3:30pm I caught a whiff and thought “you disrespectful summuma!”. #trueStory.  Antyhooo … I’m not happy to be stankin but I will be happy if this is a precursor to me finding out there’s a person baking in my uterus.  Or … or … I could just be forgetting to put deodorant under my right arm lately #failure.  Stay tuned!

I’ll add another entry if I feel the spirit move.

Until next time Glam Fam I wish you

Life, Liberty & The Pursuit of Nappyness,

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