1 July 2008
So I think that I've finally eased into vacation mode as the rest of the country celebrates Canada Day. It may have taken a few days of unwinding and many, many naps to help out my sleep debt that I incurred over the past ten months of teaching, but I'm ready to face some serious downtime.
Last summer instead of taking the two months off to rest and relax I decided to take a summer course. Not only did I have to wake up an hour earlier to get to this class, I also had to drive over an hour to get there. Although the class was great and I'm sure that it helped me get my new position, it was a long haul. So really, this is my first long stretch of vacation since the summer of 2006.
[insert happy sigh here]
My last day of school wasn't as emotional as I thought it would be. The kiddies only got really tearful at the end of the day (one of them had to come back for at least five hugs), I knew that in my heart that I had made the right decision. My twelve boxes have grown a little bit and I also packed away some furniture (my ergonomic desk chair, some shelving and my reading nook). All in all, it doesn't seem like too much. Perhaps it will all hit me when I return in August to move it to the new school. Perhaps not.
I've finished my brutal course of antibiotics. Not only did I have EVERY SINGLE side effect, it was just a pain to take. I've never been happier to have only eight different meds to take, rather than ten! I have noticed that AF was at least four days shorter than it was last month and hopefully, even shorter for the next cycle. I know that I'm due for another month-long bout with antibiotics to actually treat the ureaplasma, but hopefully it won't be too bad (I'm always the optimist). Now I'm wondering, since I did see a difference with my period, does it mean that I had the endometrial bacteria? I'm thinking yes, but I'm not a doctor.
I finally mustered up the courage to meet Mr. JB's best friend's baby (if you're interested in the back story see here). They hosted a barbecue on Saturday and I had run out of excuses not to go. And although it took me a long time to actually hold him, I did without having to run to the bathroom in tears. When we arrived and he was being passed around I couldn't help thinking, "They fight all the time, really they shouldn't have gotten married, but look they have this beautiful baby." But after a couple more babies arrived, I got distracted -- why is it that I have an easier time with the babies of people that I like????
I guess my barrenness is easier to handle now that I have a solution to my problem -- although it seems to be taking a LONG time to get solved. Since we went to the Marguerite Bourgeoys centre in February, it has taken a lot of patience to get to this point. I think that having the thought of the fall being prime baby-making season is helping me cope with all of the IF business. Also having the new position and the new school to distract me is also good.
So here I am, looking forward to a summer full of a an awesome vacation, yoga, good books, no visits to evil infertility clinics and being hopeful. I think that I may just have to put my feet up....
Happy birthday Canada!