Day 1 again

It's not the day 1 that counts, I'm not starting my frozen transfer cycle this month, but it's planned for next month. For several months now I've looked ahead trying to predict the timing, and now that it's only a month out, the dates are looking a little more reliable. So it's time to start preparing.

I've been reading various sources (not necessarily reliable) to make a plan. I'm going to make some minor dietary changes. The coffee plan is just the start. I've cut back down to 1-2. That's manageable. I'll get it down to only 1 in two weeks, and then maybe just half for a week, and none by the start of the next cycle (estimated 29 days from today).

I'm also going to cut out the sweets. This is my weakness. I love chocolate (who doesn't) and the killer is that chocolate loves me! Fries, chips, pastries, they all go straight to my hips, but chocolate doesn't, I seem to tolerate it very well. Too well. But I know that all that processed and refined sugar is not good for me. So that's it, I'm off sweets. Fruit is nature's candy! So that's two massive changes. And I think that will be enough for this month. Otherwise we eat pretty well, and I'll be more conscientious about the whole grains, the full-fat dairy, and the nuts and seeds (because we have been slipping and buying white pastas, processed convenience foods, and lazily skipping our veggies).

Day 1 - yet another countdown begins. Estimated transfer date Nov 16. I'm starting to get excited!

One of those days

Ever get those days, you know, when it seems everyone is driving you crazy. Your husband's count of "infractions" is up to three (today - that you know), your former assistant didn't keep a certain record you told her to keep so now you have to go redo her work, and you can't find a moment's peace to even get through your emails. One of those days when you just want to hide away somewhere, alone.

Today is one of those days.

I don't know if it hurts or hinders matters that upon realizing that I had six coffees yesterday (really, it was the realization that the large was a triple espresso and counts as three), I've decided that as I'm roughly 5 weeks out from my last chance frozen embryo transfer cycle, perhaps I should prepare to wean again. This is the third time I will give up my precious coffee, but unlike the last two attempts, I won't even replace it with decaf. This morning I had only one cup, but then my blood pressure was a bit low so I'm having a cup of chai tea too since Dr. Google tells me that caffeine withdrawal can lower blood pressure (since the caffeine raises it in the first place). I want to do this gradually, and two cups in the morning is my norm, but all week I've been grabbing that triple espresso while out and about without even thinking about it, and I've been out and about more this week than usual.

So, goodbye coffee, parting will be such sweet sorrow (as I drag it out over the next 5 weeks).