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Tough Times for Titties

05/01/2012

Belle

Pip and I have been together for 19 days. I sure hope the future holds a lifetime together.

Today is the first day since (hangs head in shame) 3 days past transfer that I have not taken an HPT. Yesterday’s HPT surprised me with a test line that was actually darker than the control line. I didn’t know this was possible. This morning I looked at yesterday’s test and felt ok with not testing: it’s not going to get any darker than that. I know that every pee stick is slightly different in its sensitivity, meaning one might give you the darkest line ever, and the next might be a few shades lighter. I realize this sort of discrepancy would freak me out majorly so I left well-enough alone and moved on to breakfast.

Sunday I went to stress relief yoga and ended up crying in pigeon pose. I quickly stepped away to the bathroom where I proceeded to have a completely irrational ugly cry. My symptoms had gone away and I was certain this was over. The nausea was gone, the cramping was gone, the shortness of breath was gone. Rather than enjoy a day free of symptoms andย seizeย the opportunity to have a satisfying yoga practice, I crumpled into a big crying mess. It was pathetic. I tiptoed back into class, rolled up my mat and left halfway through. There was no way I was going to continue without being a gigantic distraction.

Yesterday some symptoms came back with a slight headache during mid afternoon and what I am calling “angry boobs.” My poor little boobies wanted NOTHING to do with a bra. Unfortunately, I can’t trounce around my office bra-less so they had to suffer, stuffed into an overly padded Victoria’s Secret push-up. These are going to be tough times for titties.

I don’t have a whole lot more to report. I’m just trying to chill out, keep as sane as possible and enjoy these early days. I am trying not to obsess when symptoms wax and wane, to enjoy feeling good and trust that Pip is still cooking.

Just 13 sleeps till the ultrasound. Grow Pip, grow.

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  1. May 1, 2012

    13 sleeps! I’m so excited!

    I hope you take a break from yoga if that would be helpful. I always feel like yoga releases a lot of emotions. BG will kill me for telling you and the internet this, but I made him come with me to yoga while he was at the beginning of his job search, and he totally broke down during class. We had only started the easy stretches and breathing, and I looked over and he had tears filling his eyes and couldn’t stop them.

    Also – I recommend a good sports bra. I know it’s not flattering, but I think restricting their movement helps with the pain a bit – at least for me. (Mine hurt while on progesterone.) I hope your boobies feel better soon!

    • May 1, 2012

      Oh poor BG. I’m glad I’m not the only one to cry during class. I felt so angry at myself for not being able to control my emotions.

      I actually went to Target and got the BEST little sports bra for the tender itty bitties. I really don’t have much “up top” so bouncing and moving is not a problem. It is more of a general discomfort from being pushed up and fluffed by the VS super boob enhancer. ๐Ÿ™‚

      I told Mr. Husband I might be living in sports bras for the next 8 months and he said GREAT as he finds them super sexy. Strange man that guy is!

      • May 1, 2012

        Our yoga teacher always said that people hold a lot of emotion in their hips, and who am I to disagree? ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. May 1, 2012

    While I’m sorry to hear that you’re in pain, I can’t help but think about how sore bbs are a good sign that Pip is growing strong! Yay for your u/s being soon!

    • May 1, 2012

      Oh I have never been more happy to have sore boobs ๐Ÿ™‚ I’ll take all the pain and barfing necessary to bring me a healthy, happy Pip in 8 months!

  3. May 1, 2012

    Sports bras with thin straps. Best friend since week 5!!

    You’re doing so great, I was completely irrational the first 2 weeks convinced that everything meant it was over. Hang in there, I’ve got high hopes for Pip ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. May 1, 2012

    I’ve cried during yoga, a bunch of times. Also during pigeon or child’s pose. Actually, one time I broke down in shavasana, haha. I’ve also heard we hold emotion in our hips so that could be where it comes from. Luckily most of my yoga crying was during hot yoga and it was easy to camouflage it with the sweat dripping down my face!

    Hooray for sore boobies! That seems to be one big symptom I haven’t experienced. My boobs get SUPER ITCHY (especially my nips) off and on but haven’t really been sore. I’m home most of the day so I can sit around scratching my boobs to my heart’s content. ๐Ÿ˜€

    • May 1, 2012

      Oh my gosh! Robin! My nips have been itchy, too, but I was too embarrassed to write that thinking that in some way it was my fault! SO RELIEVED! I can now scratch without worry that somehow I forgot to wash my boobies in the shower ๐Ÿ™‚

  5. May 1, 2012

    I find this entire post/comment section hilarious. Thank you for a good laugh! Gives new meaning to the phrase “tough titties”.

  6. May 1, 2012

    I’m glad that you’re finding the humor in your anxiety. I have also cried during yoga, but thank goodness I was in child’s pose or down facing dog or something and was able to hide it.

    Sore boobies are a very good sign…!

  7. May 1, 2012

    Hang in there Belle. Just keep thinking good thoughts and imagine Pip growing! xoxo

  8. May 1, 2012

    Aw:) 13 sleeps. So cute. Symptoms definitely wax and wane and its tough not to freak out in the 1st try – you don’t feel movement or see a bump so theres no confirmation…I just have been singing that song “Everything’s gonna be alright” over and over.

  9. May 1, 2012

    I envy your angry boobs. I have no symptoms at all! ๐Ÿ™‚

  10. May 2, 2012

    It’s s tough time between the positive beta and your first ultrasound. I know they hurt, but I’m happy that your boobs are rebelling so that you feel slightly more P!

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