The Dreaded Two Week Wait

Last night I had a very vivid dream.

I was taking my infant son (or daughter, couldn't really tell) to the doctor along with Mr. Salt. The baby was light skinned (around the coloring of my sister-in-law and Mr. Salt during the winter) with really curly black hair. What I remember the most was the eyes. Dark big eyes. Must have came from my side of the family.

It wasn't the dreaded/hoped for fish dream, but I'll take what I can get.

As I stated in the title, I'm in what the "trying to conceive" community calls the Two Week Wait. That period of time after ovulation where you can't test for pregnancy for two weeks (or one week and some change, depending on the test). It's a very interesting time. You either obsess about every little possible pregnancy sign, or count down the days on calender.

Myself, I'm trying to stay neutral. I've had so many BFNs (Big Fat Negative on a pregnancy test, another term from the TTC community) that I'm rather wary about testing myself. The kicker is that I have to test myself if I consider myself late since I have to have a negative test before I start a cycle inducing drug. Luckily, I haven't had to take that drug since I've started on my own (Yay!).

But its really getting to the point where I don't want to buy the blasted sticks anymore. Every negative result chips away at you, and it gets to the point where you just want to get it over with. I don't really test with Mr. Salt is around, though he wants to be there sometimes. He's really seeing my disappointment now, and I don't want to compound things. We're already breaking Navajo cultural taboo with his extensive knowledge of my cycles.

But don't worry. I've resolved that if/when I get a possible BFP (Big Fat Positive) on a test, he'll be involved with the test that confirms it.

-DineBoo

The BZA Weight Loss Challenge!

Even though Mr. Salt and I started on Atkins/Low Carb about two weeks ago, we had measured ourselves prior to that. So since it was the beginning of a new month, I thought it was time to drag out the tape measure and see if anything has changed. And guess what?

I've lost 11 inches! And since I've started (and restarted) Atkins induction, I've lost 6 pounds in two weeks! I'm very pleased.

You know, I thought I'd be miserable with Atkins as I was with South Beach when I tried that a couple of years ago, but I'm not. I'm thinking I just needed the fat, which South Beach restricted. So now I'm enjoying Mushroom Soup made with real cream, cheese (plenty of string cheese. It helps), and lean cuts of meat. This had also helped me my medications, as Metmorphin is notorious for is gastric disturbances if you don't eat low carb, so this is great.

I still miss my pasta, but I can sacrifice that (and even get the low carb versions) for now.

Mr. Salt is doing well with Atkins. I can see his weight loss in his pants. Lucky. Guys have it way easier.

Question: Does anyone out there want to do some weight loss blogging/challenges together? It doesn't have to be Atkins. I want to be held accountable, and I want to up my blogging posts.

Goals for May:

• Stay on induction for at least another week.
• Drink more water.
• Exercise more.
• Find some more good recipes.

That's it for now. Thanks for all your comments, and welcome newcomers! Blogger wouldn't let me reply to some comments for some reason.

-DineBoo

P.S. Happy Anniversary to me! Mr. Salt and I have been married for one year this past April 21st. Sure doesn't feel like it. I love you, sweetie! Aaay!

P.P.S. Check out this video for some weight loss inspiration. It inspired Mr. Salt: