Last night I started a new round of fertility drugs. At the highest dose possible.
Right before the holidays… awesome.
Speaking of the holidays — I can’t wait for Thanksgiving next week. I get to see my awesome family, and find out if my cousin’s baby is going to be a boy or a girl, and (most importantly) I get to eat all those things I’ve been avoiding for the last four weeks.
Yes, I’m still virtually caffeine-, sugar-, dairy-, and soy-free. Why virtually? Because while we were in Kansas, there were a few occasions where the options available didn’t leave me with much choice — but I figured one meal out of 20 wouldn’t kill me.
Thankfully, I accidentally took a sip of Mike’s Dr. Pepper one day (and then I spit it out in a bush, because, uh, it’s disgusting) — and that seems to have cured me of my need for soda.
Oooh, and speaking of delicious things I can’t eat AND Thanksgiving? Here’s a little sneak peak of what I’m making for dessert…
… unless I eat it all before I get to my Aunt’s house.
Keep your fingers crossed, people.