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25 Weeks & Leukorrhea



Today I am 25 weeks pregnant. Only two weeks left in the second trimester… sheesh! I need to start preparing. I had been on a roll during the first and early second trimester, but the stress of the job hunt sort of stalled all things baby. Now here we are knocking on the third trimesters’ door and I’m realizing I’m behind. Luckily, baby will be just fine if he or she does not have that adorable hand-made mobile, the sweet little bibs I’ve planned out, etc.

This week has been a lot like last week – still farting and still backed up. The Chicken Lump seems to get larger daily. I am SHOCKED at how fast it is growing. I know I owe you all some photos. This weekend, I promise!

There has been one pretty distinct change in the past few days. Discharge. And lots of it. I’d had some before, but nothing that was super alarming. This week, though, dear god I’ve rushed to the bathroom at least four times CERTAIN my water had broken. Nope, just some milky gross stuff. Ewwww. You all, after all these years of infertility and disgusting infertility medications (I’m talking to YOU Endometrium) you would think I’d be used to things oozing from my nether regions. Nope! Instead it has created a complete obsession with premature rupture of membranes.

So now we have a double anxiety whammy. When I’m not freaking out about the move, I’m freaking out about the stuff coming from my lady parts. I sit in the bathroom and scrutinize it – color, texture, smell (I KNOW! I’m a mess!). After a few minutes of solid research, I determine it is just that disgusting discharge that some man named leukorrhea. I say a man named it because no woman would have ever chosen such a horrific name. Discharge is bad enough, but leukorrhea? UGH!


Thanks for all the positive comments about the move to NYC. I’m so proud of the Professor and I’m sure it will all work out, it is just a lot of big changes and a lot of financial risk. I’ve worked hard to pay off gobs of debt over the past four years and we have finally started saving.  A lot of you asked that I keep you updated on our progress, which will also help me keep things sorted out. So every few days I’ll add a little update to the bottom of my post. Today I have three things to talk about:

Financial Planner

The Professor and I come from very different financial backgrounds and often don’t see eye-to-eye on things. At my urging (re: freaking out and not sleeping for several days) he has agreed to see a financial planner to help us learn how to better budget and realistically plan for this move. I talked to one today and am hoping that the Prof will be open to meeting with her next week. I’ll feel better about this once we have some real figures down and know how much we are working with each month.

S.O.S. (a.k.a. First World Problem)

S.O.S. (Sell Our Shit)  is what I’m calling our great purge. I started a spreadsheet this week of things that we don’t use or can’t possibly take to New York. I have to say, it is one hell of a humbling exercise to walk around your house and cataloged everything. When is the last time you used it? When did you buy it? Why don’t you use it? Why the hell did you buy it in the first place? Our list of things to sell is already tremendously long, and it is growing.

Personally, I have had numerous experiments in minimal living and found every one to be refreshing. I always finish with a great sense of pride and hope. Still, though, the shelves fill back up and the “things” creep back into the house. This move forces us to rid ourselves of SO MUCH and will not give us the opportunity to buy more. Not only will money be tremendously tight during the first 6 months, but there will also be nowhere to store more things. I’m so excited to shed our extra material weight and hopefully learn to live a more minimal, modest lifestyle. I hope the Professor enjoys it as much as I do…

Career Coach

In my perfect little happy plan the Professor would have gotten a job in Northern Cali where we have a robust network of friends and family and where we are so in love with the city that I get butterflies in my stomach just thinking about it. The Professor would have gotten a job that paid plenty so I could stay home with the Chicken and have the support of friends and family. After a year or two, Chicken would be old enough for me to go back to school and start my new career. It was a perfect day-dream… and nothing of it is coming true.

Instead I will have to go back to work after 3 to 6 months. I will have to patch together my resume and hunt for a marketing job that fits my existing skill set. I am DREADING this, you guys! My heart has been out of what I do for a while now and I am finding it hard to put it back. It took about 30 seconds of staring at my resume to realize I need some help. I need someone to help me rebuild my professional image and prepare to work in a city where I am a small fish in a REALLY BIG SEA of Mar. Comm. people. This weekend’s task is to contact a career coach who was recommended to me on two separate and unrelated occasions. I have high hopes for this guy! Let’s hope we can afford him!

And now I’m signing off for a while! IT is sunny and getting warm outside in Lexington and I’m looking forward to walking to campus to run a few office errands!



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  1. Melanie #
    March 15, 2013

    Aha! I have smelled my discharge too, at one point..and got caught by my husband…oh my, his face was priceless. Lesson learned, always lock your door when you are about to smell something weird! I find it awesome that your professor is open about seeing a financial advisor. That’s a major step to relieve some stress. And about your resume, first thought that came to my mind was your blog! I know it’s hard because their some good personal stuff, but it’s major when it comes to a resume. I don’t know how you could add that up, but it’s quite an important part of your life. I’m sure lots of us would be delighted to write you up a recommendation letter…you would get at least one from Canada!
    Have a great day and yes pictures please!

  2. March 15, 2013

    You’re right about the ickiness of the word. Pretty much any word that ends in “rrhea” means something disgusting, doesn’t it?

    I like how you and the Professor approach problems. You’re so methodical. I often think I’m pretty methodical and organized… then I see this posting and realize I’m totally not. It’s inspiring, really.

    And the best news… almost to Third Trimester! Yippee!

  3. March 15, 2013

    Yeah, the discharge is freaky as hell. Things get worse when you start peeing yourself a little.

  4. March 15, 2013

    I think the worst thing about the word leukorrhea is that it looks like leukemia! So I’m guessing that it is pretty normal?

    Have you looked into contacting a NYC headhunter?

  5. March 15, 2013

    oh yes, mine started appearing about a week ago and I started smelling mine too. The things we do…

  6. March 15, 2013

    Oh the discharge… yuck. I’m right there with you.

    Good luck with the purge! I bet it will feel nice to clear some things out!

  7. March 15, 2013

    Purging and downsizing will keep you busy and hopefully keep your mind off of other less pleasant things (um.. like leukorrhea… which brings to mind another horrid word: moist). Yuck. I don’t miss that particular aspect of pregnancy.
    Congrats on finishing off your second trimester! Now on to the final 3! 🙂

  8. March 15, 2013

    I guess we’re all in this smelling thing together! 😉 Congratulations on the next milestone in your pregnancy & good luck with the S.O.S. task!

  9. March 16, 2013

    25 weeks already?! I can’t believe it. Your pregnancy is just flying by for me. 🙂 Belle, I am so happy for you. I know you’re stressed about a lot right now, but you’ll find your way through it.

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