Hey Kids, it's ME... I bet you thought that I was dead...

Well, I'm alive...(cue Hallelujah chorus) The past few months, I was trying to find my self again. Somewhere down the crazy, emotional, bumpy journey of in.fertility I lost myself. I had stopped caring about MYSELF. 


About 4 weeks ago the Hubs and I had an RE apt. to go over options, and get a new prescription for met.formin (since I had run out). While we were there Dr. Honesty (the name I'm giving her because, every time I go see her she is painfully honest...which isn't a bad thing) told me that there was NO WAY I could do my IU.I with inject.ions until I got under a certain BM.I. 


This was a real REALITY CHECK... I had always assumed that I was the paying customer, and she would do as I told her... BOY WAS I WRONG. Dr. Honesty told me in the kindest way possible that if I wanted to do another procedure at that clinic, with her that I HAD to loose weight. I told you, painfully honest...


So in that moment, the Hubs and I decided that if she would have told us to do 10 jumping jacks, 189 somersaults, and drink 7 of the worst tasting smoothies and our chances of having a baby would go up almost 50% we wouldn't hesitate...BUT when she tell us I need to loose weight, I immediately think that's impossible... No not impossible. Hard, YES. Impossible, NO.      




So....we are ending our 4th week of doing Weigh.t Wat.chers and the Hubs has lost 24lbs and I have lost 12lbs. WOOOHOOO! We are doing it. 


I go back in Nov. for a weight check and bloodwork. Here's hoping that in Nov. we are scheduling our IUI. :)