Okay so most of you know DH and I are taking a break. We decided on a break for multiple reasons.
1. My body has been through a lot of injections, hormones, drugs, etc. in the past few months and really needs to rest.
2. My husband is going to be on the overnight shift until January. We’ve done cycles on overnights before, but it’s really stressful.
3. I want to lose weight. I hear all these stories about women with PCOS magically getting pregnant after going low carb and losing weight so I am hoping and praying I get to be one of those stories. When we started this disaster in summer 2013 I was over 200 lbs. My goal has always been 150 lbs. I have lost weight and yo-yo-ed all over the place. 200 lbs–>170 lbs–>184 lbs–>167 lbs–>178 lbs. It’s time for me to lose this weight once and for all.
So what’s the plan? Well I am very close to my goal. I have come extremely far since that summer when I weighed a miserable 200 lbs. By sticking to this low carb diet I hope to reach my goal fairly quickly. My first goal is 163 lbs. This will lower my BMI. If I get to 163 lbs my BMI will finally be under 30 which is optimal for fertility. My ultimate goal is 150. I don’t ever want to be smaller than that. 150 lbs will be 50 pounds lost and I will be very happy with that weight.
I’m going to try to give an update on this whole low carb/TTC break thing each Tuesday. I know today is Wednesday so I’m late, but oh well.
Weight Loss:
Starting: October 14: 178.8
Week 1: October 21: 172.6
6 pounds down, 10 pounds until goal 1, 22 pounds from goal 2.
Thoughts This Week:
I am hungry. Adjusting to low carb is hard. Michael is doing it with me and that means the world to me. He isn’t big on veggies, so it’s been hard to find meals that satisfy both of us but I think we’re going pretty good. My hunger is slowly going away. I know after a few more days I will be just fine.
I am still struggling with the acceptance that this cycle did not work. Some have even called me depressed. That is not a word I like to use to describe myself but I will say there have been a lot of tears cried. I’m slowly figuring out how to keep living my life knowing the most aggressive of protocols did not work and we may never have children. I’m struggling a lot with my family. I have some relatives who have been angels. Some of them have been incredibly loving and supportive while others make me want to throw my fist through a wall. I will never understand how people can be so heartless and cold towards those going through this (especially when they have children of their own. I can almost hear them saying “haha I have kids and you don’t). But I’m learning to accept that they don’t get it, they never will, and I cannot expect them to.
I’m spending a lot of time with my husband who, like always, has been my rock. I can’t say in words how thankful I am to have him. Everyone else in the world may have babies but I would rather have Michael. If God gave me a choice between being a mother and being Michael’s wife…I would choose to be Michael’s wife.
I’ll give another update next week. Thanks for reading. ❤