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Braby Shower and Random Thoughts

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Today, I’m going to a Braby Shower. It’s a bridal shower meets baby shower….the bride is 6 months pregnant. One of those “oops” stories of lore that have all of us IFers punching ourselves repeatedly in the ovaries.

Speaking of that, I had a weird flash of a dream last night where I was in a room with a bunch of women. We were all being instructed to hit our stomachs very rapidly to induce ovulation. The cool part of the dream was that the instructor told us that ovulation was guaranteed to happen, it just might take longer amounts of hitting to induce it for some of us. I was hitting Ali (my right side ovary) really hard and vigorously for some reason.

Hubs is back from Chicago! He said the two-day intensive on-campus interview went well, he liked everyone in the department…but he’s not sure if he’ll get an offer. The job is very film production focused, and he’s very “theory” focused. He said they could sort of see the disconnect, but he got along well with everyone and had a fun dinner that involved $150 kobe steak and a $260 seafood appetizer.

And, in more food news, Hubs I had an amazing impromptu date last night. We brought a bottle of wine to a restaurant we used to go to when we lived near Silverlake (the cool part of LA, where it’s illegal to be over 40). We reminisced about our first dates, held hands, and really felt connected in a way that gets lost sometimes in the hustle and bustle that is life and TTC. We ate an amazing meal (even without cheese), and then we went to a dive bar near our place and played trivia on the Vegas style machines they have there. Basal body temperature, sperm count, and uterine lining were not discussed once–not purposely, but because we were both just in the moment with each other, enjoying the evening. I want to hold on to last night.

When I was a kid, the first day of “spring forward” always signified that summer time was on its way. I associate it with milestones–getting ready to leave one grade, and preparing to begin another… Summer days that melted and blended one into the next. A shift from the darker days of winter. Today is the first day of the year that the sun holds itself in the sky just a little bit longer for us. Wishing everyone beautiful beginnings, and lots of warm, sunny days in the coming months.

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About Sunny

I'm a happily married, 31 year old gal who is just starting her journey to conceive. I also have ovaries that may need a jump start. This blog is an attempt to channel my obsessive research on my Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome into something positive....like a pregnancy test. That would be awesome. I also hope that other women with this condition will find support in this blog. There are a lot of us out here! Happy reading, whatever your journey may be.

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  1. Ok, that is too funny about your dream. A therapist would have a field day with it! Hitting your ovaries harder and harder to make them work–ha!

    Your date night sounds absolutely wonderful. It’s so nice to have a night where you aren’t talking about infertility, huh? So glad you guys had fun.

    Majorly rolling my eyes at the braby shower.

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  2. Braby shower ??!! Never heard of one of those. In my community it is still frowned upon to be preggers bfr marriage so no person would “advertise” her pregnancy in that way. They would wait until the baby was born and then get married. Or have a quick legal ceremony.

    Your date sounds awesome 🙂

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  3. They should call it a Briby Shower. Because that would be a good pun, like how you have to bribe yourself to go to (and survive) it.

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  4. I laughed at this so hard I cried! I often want to punch myself in the ovaries! Lazy little bastards!

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