Sometimes God has a different path in store for us. After being diagnosed with POF, I set out on a journey to "repair" my body and get pregnant naturally. Somewhere along the line, although pristine health and self care is my goal, the necessity to "prove" the doctors wrong became less important and we sought the perfect solution to grow our family. We decided on Embryo Donation / Adoption. Read about our journey. Blessings!

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Dec. 3, 2015

Well, when it rains, it pours. Literally.

The day after the official "no go" our pipe burst. Flooded our upstairs' bathroom, came through the ceiling and did some pretty bad damage to the living room, dining room and kitchen. I've gotta say, we keep it exciting! We've had workers in and out. We still don't have a sink - apparently they'll have to cut out part of the wall for that (can we say "Thank God we are renters right now???) Once we get the word on if there is asbestos, they'll be cutting out part of the ceiling to assess the damage.

We have six blowers going in here and it sounds like we are on an airplane. We can't hear a darn thing. My landlord text me asking if I was home because ServePro had been knocking at my door for five minutes. Why, yes I was. In fact, I was sitting RIGHT NEAR THE DOOR. Couldn't hear him. My poor hubby, I called on the phone to ask him a question and he said "You do know I'm downstairs in the kitchen, right?" Um, nope.

I'll really be glad when they leave. I didn't mind them so much at first, but we're screaming all day long. AND, it's super hot in here. Bright side, they're very soothing at night. It's kind of like a super loud white noise machine. My son slept until 7:15. Not saying that IS the reason, but if it is...totally want to install that bad boy as a permanent fixture by his bedroom door.

On the baby front, we're gearing up for try 2. I was so so so good about diet and all that for the last few years, but I will totally admit, I've kind of said screw it the past few days. Chocolate? Yes, please. Coffee? Yes, please. A drink? Yes, now. I'll shape back up, but I figured why not.

I was starting to wonder how long this waits for my period takes and right when I voiced it today, I got crampy and bingo. Ask and ye shall receive, eh? I've got some things I'd REALLY like to ask for. Wink wink.

Acting has been kind of slowing down a bit with the holidays coming. A few shows are wrapping up their last episode or two, but not much action right now. My day job has been just draining. I'm really starting to focus more on selling essential oils and am making some headway. I'd really like to JUST act, be a mom and sell oils on the side. I like doing it and I like helping people. We'll get there. As with everything, I'm learning...a process.

I was thinking one good thing about all this, my Nov. transfer would've put me in second tri and into the very beginning of third tri during pilot season. Not really ideal. My last go round with pregnancy, I think once I showed I had literally two auditions. Even after my son was born there were crickets for a few months while I had to remind everyone I wasn't pregnant anymore. To be honest, things have never rebounded like they were. That's ok though. I wouldn't trade a thing. My son will only be a child once and there is nothing more important to me.

Now that my period has arrived, I'll email my coordinator and see how we proceed with the Jan calendar and figure out when to start this birth control. I've no idea where I placed the remaining two packs.

It is 9:37 and I'm signing off to go to bed!

God Bless.

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