Pee Sticks and Charting

I am still completely absorbed in your excellent stories about how you found out you were pregnant. And Erica, my love, move your fingers and tell me your story, too. You might think that after 60-80 stories I would no longer be interested, but YOU WOULD BE WRONG.

Perhaps while I’m busy reading, you could go visit my friend Mairzy, who has a discussion going about charting. I know Mairzy IN REAL LIFE, as they say. And why DO they say “in real life”? It will come as a surprise to some, but this IS real life, what we are doing right here. I am actually writing this IN REALITY, and you are reading it IN REALITY. Both of us are REAL people. But I don’t know any good terms other than “in real life” to describe the people I know in a non-online way, so IRL will have to do. Maizy is my IRL friend, and she just started a blog, and she’s writing about a subject dear to my heart, so perhaps you could pop on over there and let me get back to reading your pee-stick stories.

22 thoughts on “Pee Sticks and Charting

  1. Jess

    I hate the term “in real life” (or IRL as they say) for exactly the reason you describe. But I am still casting about for a better term. Suggestions are welcome.

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  2. Anonymous

    Okay, I have a question for all you swistle fans out there (and perhaps swistle will pose this question to all of you?):

    Do you love your kids more than you love your husband? Eeks. What a question, huh? That’s why I had to post it anonymously…

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  3. Swistle

    Elizabeth- I’ve used charting alone, too, but not while breastfeeding: my cycles go wild and my charts don’t make sense. Some women continue to have regular temps/fluid while breastfeeding, but many don’t.

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  4. Saly

    When I compare things that I do when I’m pregnant to other things I’ll say, “it’s the pregnancy, I’d never do this in real life…..”

    Because I’m sorry, but pregnant life is so not real life.

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  5. Erica

    anon – Yes. At first I was terrified my husband would discover my “shameful” secret. When we talked about it, though, it turns out he already knew. I think it’s totally natural and I don’t feel bad about it anymore at all.

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  6. AndreAnna

    Both times I got pregnant, it was two weeks after going off birth control.

    I know how lucky I am and know how hard many women try. I do not take it for granted for one second and am incredibly grateful for my fortune and luck (and if you ask my husband, his Super Swimmers).

    Though, I did take about 13 tests this time. You can see the pic and blog here:

    Pregnancy Tests Galore

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  7. Mairzy

    How about, “Coffee Friend” because we’ve actually had coffee together, which is something you can’t do online. Okay, not catchy. “Drinking buddy” gives the wrong mental image. :)

    I’m loving the discussion over at my site and welcome more!

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  8. Pann

    Ha! You’re so right. What’s more real than bloggin’ ???

    One of my “closest” friends “IRL” is less tuned in to what’s going on me than a lot of my online pals.

    She doesn’t even read my blog and I have to work hard to not be annoyed with her about it. Ok, I am annoyed about it.

    Anyway, find out about preggos… it’s been a mixed experience for me. The first time, I didn’t want to be, the second time I did… the third time I kinda wanted to be prego, the fourth time, I knew for sure that I was and I just kinda confirmed it. I only have two children, but I think I’ve been pregnant enough times to satisfy me.

    Maybe.

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  9. angelo's mom

    anon: Yes, but it’s okay because I’m pretty sure my husband loves the kiddo more than me also lol. I think the key is just to make sure no one is ignored.

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  10. Tracy

    When I got prego with my first I thought I was but wasn’t sure. My husband was stationed in Osan, Korea and I had just gone over there to see him. We took a quick trip to Australia and I brought a test along “just in case” My husband said we should wait until the last day of the vacation. Well, then we found out we were to go scuba diving and and the brochure said no diving if pregnant. Darn the luck I had to check to make sure. When it came back positive, the first words out his mouth were, are you sure you did it right?(remember, he had seen each other for 4 months, and got pregnant the first month back together.
    The second was two years later. My husband and I (and little one) were living in Alaska, and was due to return from a 7 month deployment from one of those places you see on TV a lot. He got home Oct 2,2004. (which is our anniversary) My little one was born on June 22,2005…YOu do the math! I actually could feel I was pregnant with the second the very next day. Of course I didn’t believe it until two weeks later, but I knew the next day. Needless to say after we got done having our second, he got the ole snip snip because it was obvious we would have 52 kids if we just let nature work. One of us (or both) must have been VERY fertile!

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  11. Mairzy

    Anon — I can see how it would be easier to enjoy kids more than a husband; children have fewer personality problems to deal with. But comparing the two loves is like asking which is better: chocolate chip cookies or a spring day. Both are great, but different and don’t have to eclipse the other.

    One thing to think of: If you both throw yourself into your kids and neglect each other, where will you be fifteen years from now when the kids are gone?

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  12. Wendi

    anon: No. I love them all equally. I would lay down my life for any of them. My husband is my soul mate and I can’t imagine my life without him. My love for my kids is so great I pretty much can’t describe it. They all drive me nuts at times but I never love them any less.

    My husband survived leukemia and a bone marrow transplant in 1993 and I know he could have a relapse at any time. I pretty much look at every day I get with him as a wonderful gift. :-)

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  13. Nowheymama

    Ok, here I go, late to the party as usual.

    #1: I was late after having gone off the pill, so I called the dr. and he said to take a test (it was negative), then wait a week and take another one if nothing had happened. I did, even waiting till first thing in the morning like you’re “supposed” to, and it was positive. I walked into our bedroom, and Scott took one look at me and said, “You’re pregnant.”

    #2: Just had this feeling, so I took a test while Scott put #1 to bed. He came downstairs, looked at me holding the test and said, “You’re pregnant.”

    #3: Took a test just to confirm that I wasn’t pregnant, and it was the faintest positive line possible. Neither of us believed it till a few days later when the lines on the (multiple) tests I took got darker.

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