I feel like I have been living a lie all of these years. Telling doctor after doctor that I was allergic to penicillin. Constantly writing it on countless medical documents. When I went to pick up the prescription..the young high schooler behind the register whispered that the pharmacist would like to speak with me. Darn! I was so close to getting this magical "mucus enhancer" that I could only once dream about! "There is a warning on your account about an allergic reaction to penicillin." she said. "Yeah, it is a rash and I am totally okay with getting a rash...is there a waiver I can sign???"
Got my drugs..and went on my merry way! I was already half into my "fertile time"..so I just started taking it and stoppped today. I was told to stop on Peak Day...which is kinda hard to determine until after Peak Day ...so it is a little bit of a quessing game.
Anyhow, had 10CL this morning...so I have no idea what that means..did I ovulate?? Did the antibiotic do it? Who knows???
On another note....I always have these weird run ins with people....and then I over analize them and think they were trying to give me some message form God.
So, I am walking out of the Village Bakery buying my daughter some Bubble Tea to take to her work.. (pictured above..cold tea with cream and tapioca balls!) And this woman says out of the blue..."Everyone thinks my daughter is my granddaughter. That's what happens when you have a baby in your late thirties." Then she starting going on about her daughter teaching her "texting." But, I was stuck on the "late thirties" part.....
I worry about that....and I am constantly bringing it up to my husband. I don't want to be an old tired mom. If I get pregnant today...I am still 60 when the child is 20! I'll be 70 when the child is 30! This is a tough pill to swallow....
Maybe there is a reason I am not getting pregnant...and this lady reminded me of it!
I've thought about that too. I don't want to look like my own child's grandmother. I want to retire at 62 which may be difficult if that dear child is still in college or grad school. So I'd better make sure to keep myself young looking and continue saving $$ while I can. If it's any consolation, my grandparents had their youngest, my uncle, when she was 41 and he was 45. I don't remember that they ever complained about any comments about their ages.
ReplyDeleteMy mom was 39 when she had me...of course..I was baby #5..so I wasn't her first. My dad was about 43. If I get blessed with a baby in my 40's I'm not going to care what others say or think...for they have no idea where I have been and how much of a blessing a baby is..no matter how old one is when he/she is born. WHen it's God's will...all will be okay. I know I kept my parents young. :)
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