Why is that weekends go by so fast while the workweek sometimes seems to drag by? Ugh.
I just finished munching on an apple that we got over the weekend during our little jaunt into the mountains with some friends. We were looking for some fall colors. But Washington, we forgot, is the Evergreen State. Meaning there are lots of evergreen trees. So there weren’t too many fall colors. But it was still a pretty drive.
Adam and I had our first appointment with the doctor last week to start this whole fertility process. She was really young, but very knowledgeable and easy to talk to. So we’re both getting tested (my test being a whole lot more pleasant than his), then if everything looks okay, I’ll start taking some drugs in a few months. It was an encouraging appointment – she was very positive about the whole process. But it was also a little scary just because we are going to be finding out some answers – and I’m a little worried about what those will be. Her main advice was just to keep trying and be patient. So that’s what we will do.
She asked me if I was doing anything to help along the process. And so, of course, I told her I’m trying to get healthier – i.e., working out, eating healthier, losing weight, the usual.
So she asked how much I wanted to lose. I told her I really just wanted to get fitter, but I wouldn’t mind losing around thirty pounds or so.
“Thirty pounds? Really?” she said. Then she left the room.
So I’m sitting there, thinking, “Oh my goodness. She thinks I need to lose even more weight than that. I’m fatter than I even thought I was. I’m so fat, I’m probably going to break the stirrups off this flimsy little table. Why do I even eat at all? I should just start one of those liquid diets. Or maybe just start eating celery. Nothing but celery.”
So at the point that my self-esteem was probably the lowest it’s ever been in my whole life, the doctor came back into the room with some good news.
She went through a list of things we could start doing now to help along the process (cut down on caffeine, alcohol – stuff we already knew) and then she said, “And it’s been my experience that women who lose around five to six pounds can jump-start their ovulation just by losing that little bit of weight. I don’t think you need to lose anything like thirty pounds, but five or six might help.”
Whew. Really? That’s all? What a relief. I thought she was going to say I needed to have my stomach filled with a saline balloon or something.
So I’m starting a new workout regime. Which basically means, I’m starting to workout. Adam already had been doing really well with the healthy eating and exercise, so now I’m hopping on board too. I still would like to lose a little more than five or six pounds in the long run, but that’s an easy goal I can start with. And I’m all about the attainable goals.
Love you girls!
