Bloody AF witch (no pun intended) is here.
ROARRRRRR!
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Counting Down
Not to 2012 yet, but to Christmas. For two reasons: AF is due anytime from Christmas Eve, and for the Christmas Eve dinner at my place.
I can't wait for AF to arrive since I know this month we're out - with the arrival of AF, it starts a fresh new cycle with fresh hopes. This next cycle, I am well equipped:
1) Ovulation Prediction Kits (OPKs) - allows you to identify when your LH surge is - the period where you are most fertile and time BD accordingly.
Ovulation test strips |
Basal Thermometer |
LadyinWaiting Stressing |
Thursday, December 15, 2011
It's Just Emotions Taking Me Over
Of late, it's been hard for me to look at pregnant ladies. To see the beautiful bump they're carrying, such a wonderful sight it almost always brings tears to my eyes. Listening to the stress of mums-to-be, how I wish I was going through those. Inevitably, you start asking yourself "what if..."
Patience is a virtue, or so they say. I've always thought I'm the one with the patience. Clearly it has ran out over the years, or maybe patience only applies to certain things. Like, patience when speaking to a child, patience when a co-worker is so full of himself, patience when the new girl in office learns and makes mistakes.
Where is patience when I needed him the most in the department of babies?
I hate to be so mopey.
Patience is a virtue, or so they say. I've always thought I'm the one with the patience. Clearly it has ran out over the years, or maybe patience only applies to certain things. Like, patience when speaking to a child, patience when a co-worker is so full of himself, patience when the new girl in office learns and makes mistakes.
Where is patience when I needed him the most in the department of babies?
I hate to be so mopey.
Monday, December 12, 2011
Distractions
In my terrible attempts to distract myself from this cycle of 2ww - which for the record, I have no idea how many dpo I'm at right now - I've been searching for recipes online and trying them out. On some Sundays, I get up and feel like scrambled eggs. On others, I just want a hot bowl of fishball noodles. This last Sunday, I woke up feeling like eggs benedict but with no prior reservations, I didn't want to queue for an hour to get a table. So I sent DH out to get some eggs, muffins, ham and bacon.
Looking back, it took me more than an hour to prepare the dish, which would have been about the same waiting time if we'd gone out for brunch.
For dinner, I prepared a roast chicken using Jamie Olivier's recipe. So easy but so delicious.
Not much work needed but chopping the vegs, rubbing the bird with salt and pepper and drizzling it with olive oil. Oh yes, what made a huge difference was the stabbed lemon and a bunch of rosemary and thyme that was stuffed into its cavity. We had half the chicken, and the remaining half we brought to work for lunch.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
The Sense of an Ending - Julian Barnes
This is the second book we’re discussing in the
new-ish book club I’m part of. Compared to the first book (Cat’s Cradle by Kurt
Vonnegut), it’s definitely lighter, easier to read, but not any less mind
boogling.
The story is set in the 60s about a group English
school boys in their teenage years, being sex-hungry and book-hungry. A large
part of the book is dedicated to their teenage years and as they moved on with
their life, they got out of touch, got married, divorced, killed themselves, well
one of them did. It became more interesting and fast-paced for me round about
the ¾ mark where the narrator Anthony Webster found out his eccentric ex-gf’s
mother left him 2 documents and 500 pounds when she died. He then went on a
journey to reclaim the documents which were in the ex-gf’s possession, and
through the process, found himself going back into history and wondered if the
events that happened in the past gave any hints to why he was given the estate,
40 years later.
My verdict – twisted endings are always my
favourites but I thought Barnes spent way too much time laying the ground work.
Bonus points given for managing to cramp the whole story in 176 pages.
Interesting read and a great choice for book clubs as there are so much to discuss
and talk about.
Monday, December 5, 2011
Cooking Mama
I really enjoy cooking. There's something about the prep work that's so therapeutic and soothing to me. I especially love sipping a glass of wine while chopping those carrots or while waiting for the fish to bake in the oven.
Unfortunately, working full time makes it difficult to cook on a daily basis. I half suspect that if I were to cook everyday, I'll get sick of it pretty fast. So that leaves me with cooking during the weekend. Which is good because it gives me time to think about the recipes and do my groceries.
This past weekend, I gave my Christmas menu a "full dress rehearsal" - I don't want to end up ordering pizzas for Christmas.
Baked cod fish, home made coleslaw and boiled new potatoes with butter and herbs. Bits of fried onion from leftover, boiled some carrots, fried some fries. Because I was lazy with doing the dishes later, I piled everything on the plate. Kinda like those fish & chips you get at a western food stall at a coffee shop :)
On Sunday, we had bbq ribs. I love ribs and can usually finish a full slab and thought could be a nice variation to our Christmas dinner this year since we're not having any turkey.
I had the ribs marinating in the fridge for almost 24 hours, and the end result? De-li-cious....
Unfortunately, working full time makes it difficult to cook on a daily basis. I half suspect that if I were to cook everyday, I'll get sick of it pretty fast. So that leaves me with cooking during the weekend. Which is good because it gives me time to think about the recipes and do my groceries.
This past weekend, I gave my Christmas menu a "full dress rehearsal" - I don't want to end up ordering pizzas for Christmas.
Baked cod fish, home made coleslaw and boiled new potatoes with butter and herbs. Bits of fried onion from leftover, boiled some carrots, fried some fries. Because I was lazy with doing the dishes later, I piled everything on the plate. Kinda like those fish & chips you get at a western food stall at a coffee shop :)
On Sunday, we had bbq ribs. I love ribs and can usually finish a full slab and thought could be a nice variation to our Christmas dinner this year since we're not having any turkey.
I had the ribs marinating in the fridge for almost 24 hours, and the end result? De-li-cious....
This weekend, I'm thinking desserts.
Friday, December 2, 2011
Spam and Egg Sandwich
Actually, it's the Sperm Meets Egg Plan (SMEP). Can't help but think of spam and egg sandwich I used to love so much as a kid.
I came across this term while surfing the web sometime back. Typically for women who are trying again after miscarriage, or first-timers who want to do all they can to increase their chances of getting pregnant.
It's really interesting, although it sounds stupid. Here's what you need to do:
It's really interesting, although it sounds stupid. Here's what you need to do:
- On the 8th day of your cycle, BD every other day (so day 8, 10, 12... and so on)
- Begin ovulation testing on day 10 and every day until its positive (it's gonna hurt a little on your pockets, but if you're serious about it, you won't feel the pinch)
- When the test is positive, BD that night, and the subsequent 2 nights.
- Stop on the 4th night, then once more on 5th and stop. Let the waiting begins
- If the ovulation test never goes positive, keep BD-ing every other night until day 35
- Statistics show that 40% of women after miscarriage will get pregnant on the first try if they still faithful to this plan, about double the number of normal population who are not on the plan.
Sounds so straightforward, I bet it's not. I'm also willing to try it starting tonight, with Pre-seed.
Day 8 was yesterday really. I took Pre-seed out, read the instructions, yelled out to DH who was doing some work, waited for him to go to the shower, read the instructions again and.... fell fast asleep even before he came outta the shower. I was that tired.
Go spam & egg, go!!
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