In essence I have made a choice, a decision for me. For us. I decided long ago that I need to lose weight, but didn’t really do anything about it. I have picked up all the weight I lost after my hernia op, so I have to make a plan.
And I have been reading and researching* our baby-making attempts. Hhmmm…? Of course I have, how do you know me!!?!?
Information is empowering, and this particular endeavour is something I never really did a lot of reading on before. I have come to the conclusion that I am not doing enough to try and optimise mine and Glugs’ chances of getting preggers.
Yes, I am now lying with my legs in the air for 20 minutes after… erm- after coming to the conclusion that it may not be an old wives tale (‘scuse the pun). Yes, Glugs and I are both taking vitamins and supplements, and I am using my little ovulation microscope every morning. But there’s more I can do- even though there are no guarantees no matter what you try.
So as an extra step, Glugs and I are now both dieting**, we’re finally going to start dancing next week+ and I have now cut out caffeine, alcohol and cigarettes. Do you have ANY idea how much I miss Coca Cola!?!!??? I bought myself a bottle of decaf coffee for work because I can’t not drink coffee and decaf at least lets me bullshit my brain some. Alcohol and smokes are not too much of a problem to pack in I don’t think- I only drink and smoke socially, and I only have a few cocktails or some wine if Glugs and I go out on a date. We were out this week, and I had a couple of virgin daichiris… not nearly as tasty obviously, but not all bad. The real test of course will come in when we do go gallivanting… I keep telling myself that one glass of wine won’t hurt- but I dunno, hey.
*like I don’t do enough of it with Damien’s ADHD…
**insofar as we’ve changed our eating habits and cut out the snacking
+the recent Damien drama put paid to our previous plans to start