Freaking marvellous. Despite all the exercise efforts last week, my poor eating habits are shining through. Perfect. Like I’m not depressed enough already. I must say that the weight has stayed the same and only shifted up once now…so I’m still doing *something* right.
*Another* pregnancy was announced in the office yesterday. Now, I know I said I wasn’t going to let it bother me, but I have to make a concerted effort not to be annoyed. I have to tell myself out loud sometimes to stop feeling the way I am feeling. I can’t really help it, you know. It kind of happens naturally. So I’m a bit on the miff side today, but I’m constantly trying to feed positive thoughts into my head to cheer myself up (trying hard to block out the weight gain and infertility messages I play in my head constantly). I am still not going to monitor anything (other than my cycle length as the gynae ordered). No temperatures, microscopes or forced sexy time. No matter how many people get pregnant now. Nellie has recommended that I go to the gynae again after our weekend in May if I’m still not pregnant. Just to scan and check that my ovaries don’t have cysts or anything on them. *Just* in case.
I’ve also got to stop smoking again. FFS. Our walk nearly killed me last night and I’ve developed a very sexy morning cough. I’m so frustrated with myself for doing what I’m doing when I *clearly* know better.
To end off this blog post I would really appreciate it if you visited this blog post: Save The Lions. If you can’t afford to help (as I am unable to this month), you can help by raising awareness. I’m sure there are a few people out there that can spare a donation or some of their time to blog or tweet about the issue. These beautiful animals do not deserve to die simply because there is no funding to take care of them. Like we stood together for Earth Hour, we should stand together to save the lives of these beautiful animals that are Africa’s pride.