The beginning of Autumn...

I had a blog years ago... I wrote for a bit and then I kinda sputtered out. I do that. It's a character flaw. I'm aware of it and want to change it, but apparently not enough... yet. So I've been spending a bit more time on Facebook lately... and I thought maybe if I posted it on Facebook, I'd be more likely to stick with it, since I check it quite frequently now.

I thought for sure they'd have a "blog" tab you could add to your wall, but apparently not. So I wrote something in the Notes section of Facebook... but, being a Virgo, I had to go and learn how to import a proper blog into Facebook. I have since done that. Obviously. Whatever.

Anyway... I guess I should give a kind of Reader's Digest on me. I'm Nikki. I just turned 36 years old and my husband and I have been trying for almost 2 years to have a baby. Interestingly, it's a much more difficult undertaking than the school nurse and my grandmother led me to believe. There will surely be bits about that journey in this blog, so you're warned now. Should you find yourself confused at any point, feel free to refer to the following link: http://www.babysnark.com/glossary/glossary.asp

We've heard the whole "Relax and it'll happen" and "Get drunk and it'll happen" theories... sadly, neither of those suggestions were able to address the real problem. That took a Reproductive Endocrinologist. 4 months ago, I had surgery to clear a blocked right fallopian tube, untangled my left fallopian tube and remove a slight bit of endometriosis from my uterus. Without that surgery, all the relaxing and drinking in the world wouldn't have gotten us any closer to being pregnant. So while we've been actively trying for almost 2 years, I'm only counting the time since my surgery... since those are the only months we really stood a chance.

We're quite lucky that our insurance provides any type of fertility coverage. Sadly, once you begin to add up all the co-pays and medicines and the bit that insurance won't pay... it adds up super fast. To help make things easier... we're moving out of the 3 bedroom house we've been renting and into a 2 bedroom apartment. As much as I despise moving... I'm quite looking forward to this one.

Aside from the grounds being beautiful, it having a fitness center, swimming pool, etc... but, because we're going from a house to an apartment, it's forcing us to purge. We're going through all of our things and having to let so much junk go. And it feels great! It's like finally being able to drop heavy weights that we've been dragging from place to place.

I'm gonna finish the page I was reading and then get back to packing and sorting for Saturday's community yard sale...