So we live in Glasgow now. I’ve been really enjoying it. Our bed is bigger. Our suppers get cooked for us. There are friends to meet and hang out with, which I can tell you beats a sunny day anytime – though the weather has been surprisingly nice too, at least lately.*
Wedding season is in fully swing. I have four weddings this month and all of them have the potential to be the most lovely weddings I have ever photographed so I’m feeling excited. My last wedding in September is in London, and Aidan & I will go down together and have a evening and a day to ourselves there before the wedding. I booked us a place off of Airbnb after hearing about it on Tamera’s blog. We have a whole flat to ourselves for a four night stay in central London for £226. Pretty darn good I’d say. If all goes well I plan on using this service every time I travel for certain.
I still have some fertility related posts in mind, I actually even wrote one and showed it to Aidan and he vetoed it based on the fact that it was too personal for a business blog. I showed it to Kirsty for a second opinion, and she offered to run my posts on her blog instead so I think I’ll be doing that. Just as soon as I get around to writing them all, as well as a post I’m writing with one of my librarian friends, which will happen after I’m all caught up with my weddings… So maybe in October? I’m writing this as I’m downloading some giant wedding files off of my hard drive.
In the meantime for anyone wanting to know the nuts and bolts of what we did RIGHT AWAY here it is.
I read Taking Charge of Your Fertility which if you haven’t read it yet go out and buy it right now and read it. It’s all the stuff they forgot to tell you in sex ed and biology class because they were too busy trying to scare some sense into you.
After our second brief journey into the land of pregnancy went horribly wrong, I finally bit the bullet and started charting. I used this website, and this thermometer as the digital ones are completely unreliable in my experience.
We both quit all alcohol and caffeine. This was hard and made us grumpy.
After one round of charting I discovered that I had a short luteal phase which would account for the troubles I was having, and so I started taking a very high dose of vitamin b6, vitex, and worked very hard to lose weight. By my next cycle my luteal phase was up to fourteen days (where it should be), and we decided to take the plunge and give it another go. Two cycles later I was staring at a positive pregnancy test with what could only be described as equal parts relief and extreme anxiety, and yet here I am at the beginning of my third trimester – so something seems to have gone right this time.
I did all of this in consultation with my very smart ND friend back in Texas. I don’t think we’d be here if not for her.
There are lots of other crazy things that both of us did, and lots that we went through but I’m saving that all for those other posts that I’m writing for Kirsty’s blog. I will say is that while this is probably in the top three of hardest things I’ve ever gone through, that I know at the same time that we were really lucky and had it relatively easy. My mind boggles to think that there are couples who go through years and years of this. It isn’t fair.
But because we were so lucky, I’m now in my third trimester. I feel ginormous. People still like to say annoying things about how huge I am. Anything involving bending, squatting, or walking up stairs is hard. My hips hurt, and feel like I’m doing some crazy yoga position all of the time. We can both feel and see the baby moving, and it’s really cute like a tiny creature is poking my stomach out from the inside – which when you think about it is exactly what’s happening. Aidan really likes to feel it move, and he never seems to get tired of it, which I find incredibly endearing. In four weeks we’ll finally get to find out if it’s a boy or a girl. Meanwhile we’ve started getting baby things from some of my state side blogger friends, and also from the grandmas. I strongly suspect that my mother is way more baby obsessed than I am, but thank goodness for that. Some of my local blogger friends are throwing me what is apparently Scotland’s first baby shower. Which is ridiculously sweet considering such an event apparently goes against everything that it means to be British. It’s really extremely nice to have people excited and showing us their support.
I shot my first roll of personal film since I’ve been pregnant. I should get that back next week and be able to throw it up on the blog. Personal work is something I’ve really missed and yet not been able to find the time or the energy for. I keep telling myself that after the baby comes I’ll get back into it because I’ll hopefully have more energy back AND a new adorable subject that doesn’t get a say in whether or not I take its picture all of the freaking time. Bwaaahahahahahaha. I promise to still take non-baby pictures too. I think.
Anyhow that sums it up really. Hopefully I’ll go back to being more regular with the personal posts. I like doing them and I miss them, and I miss hearing from all of you. So tell me what’s new?
* Of course by the time I finished writing this post it started raining.