Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

It’s been a hawt minute since I’ve posted.

I FINALLY found a job that I love.

BUT

I don’t have any as much free time.

Seriously, I need more hours in the day. Or a maid. And a personal masseuse. I definitely wouldn’t say no to a personal masseuse. 

Must be nice... Wonder if they do house calls.

And there’s been Thanksgiving with my families, B’s family. My birthday. B and Jesus’ shared birthday with all parties and family time.

Lots of things have fallen by the wayside. Laundry, blogging, working out, wearing makeup, eating while sitting…

But here’s a fly by of what’s going on in Casa de Cray-Cray.

I have a full time, Monday thru Friday home healthcare job that I absolutely LOVE. The every other weekend on call isn’t my favorite, but home health care is a 24/7/365 gig and someone’s got to do it. Thankfully this company is awesome and I don’t mind it too much.

When I didn’t have a job, there were a lot less demands on my time and I could work out whenever. That’s not happening so much at the moment. Okay, like at all… I’m trying to find a rhythm and routine that works, but I’m more than a little in love with my sleep.

Hmmm...wonder how comfy that is.

I’m trying to be more intentional with what I eat for lunch, but when it comes to dinner…I’m sunk. We’ve been eating more frozen pizza than I care to admit. I don’t have mad skills when it comes to the kitchen. I can fend for myself and get the two of us fed, but I’m sick of spaghetti or pizza every night. And it’s definitely not helping my lower my carb intake.

Operation Ovulation is still going strong. I started Clomid this week and it’s been kicking my bass. Now that it’s crunch time I’m really wondering if I’m ready to be pregnant and if B and I are ready to potentially be parents. We only found out about my baby making issues when we were just joking around about getting pregnant and just decided to ditch The Pill just to see what might happen.

Now I’m taking and paying for baby making meds (Thank GOODNESS for awesome prescription coverage!) and taking my basal temp every day. This could be it. This could be the time. Now I’m second guessing. Am I ready? Is B ready? We’re still relatively young. We’ve only been married 2 and a half years. Are we really ready for this? Should we take more time? Ahhh!!!!!

Part of me really wonders if I want to get pregnant, or the option to get pregnant whenever we ‘decide’ we’re ready…what ever that means. Either way, I’ll keep taking my temps and we’ll see what happens.

Story. Of. My. Life.

 

Let’s keep the ch-ch-ch-ch-changes coming!