Monthly Archives: June 2013

Am completely off what I love doing the most…cooking!

I can’t remember the last time I cooked or helped myself to something from the fridge. The kitchen is completely off-limits for a couple of weeks now. Even the thought of going into the kitchen (even as a type this and I swear I am not exaggerating!) makes me want to barf!

So how do I manage to control my nausea and still manage to keep things in?

  1. Andy – my dear husband.

I never call him DH and neither do I take pride in glorifying him in front of others. That’s just not us. We’re one of those couples who constantly make fun of each other or pulls each others’ leg out in the open. Though deep down I have profound appreciation for him as a person, as a man, as a son, as a husband and (hopefully soon enough…) one day as a father.

I have recently started helping out in our in-laws family business where Andy works so        we’re pretty much together through the day. I just have to look at him with my ‘I’m not doing so good look’ and he’s up and out of the office rummaging through the kitchen to get me something that’ll soothe my taste buds.

It honestly is no easy task. I try to put myself in his shoes and often wonder what I’d be doing. For example, Andy is up around 6-630am every other day to go to the gym and I’m up at around 7am. I need to have something almost as soon as I’m up otherwise the throwing up begins. When I’m up, I see a bowl of cereal, a small glass of milk and a cut fruit all nicely cling filmed sitting by my bedside. Even on the days that he doesn’t go to the gym, my food is by my bedside when I get up and he is sound asleep right next to me…not sure how he does it but I love him so much for doing it 🙂

2. My mom.

One of the perks of moving back to India and living just 15 mins from my parents’ place is that I get to have mom’s food anytime I want. Lately, it seems like her food is the only food I crave, I want and keep down. She couldn’t be more thrilled about it because she takes pride in the fact that I can eat only her food in my state. If it were up to her, she’d be more than happy if I moved back in with them for sometime!

Anyway, that’s not happening but it’s a blessing to have my mom so close by. I either swing by for lunch and get a goodie bag for dinner or send one of our office boys to get me packed lunches and dinners (sorry – I know I am being pampered!)

3. Domestic help.

Last but not the least, I feel fortunate for having enough domestic help around the house where I don’t have to force myself to cook, clean or do the laundry. Another BIG advantage of living in India and with my in-laws particularly is that we have that …and I feel pretty lucky to have them around. These guys are like family, been working for my in-laws for over 10-12 years. If Andy’s not around, they are super helpful and get me anything I need either from the kitchen or outside. There’s also a full-time cook making sure I don’t need to get in the kitchen if I don’t want to…(it’s a separate issue that I am a control freak, I prefer cooking my own food or giving her very specific instructions!)

So yes, I miss cooking…it used to soothe me, take the pressure off, and put a smile on my face. Now I have to hold my breadth every time I pass by the kitchen…the things pregnancy does to you! 🙂


…and we have a HB!

At my 7w1d scan yesterday, our little miracle had a fetal heart rate of 155!

Still not out of the woods as Dr. N says anything can happen in the first trimester especially because this wasn’t a natural pregnancy, so just don’t know. But…(and this is a good “but”) I am starting to feel good about this slowly. DH and I are taking a day as it comes and being as realistic as we can. I guess part of me feels guilty about wanting to move on when I have been on the other side dealing with infertility wanting bond with other women out there and take inspiration from each others’ stories. That was the purpose of starting this blog, and I’m going to try my best not to turn it into some sharing pregnancy update blog – though will keep others posted on my situation every now and then.

So how am I doing?

– Taking post IVF meds round the clock, including the weekly progesterone injections

– Removing my pants and lying down with my legs wide open at the clinic each time now has become second nature to me

– (sorry TMI but no one tells you this…) Severe constipation thanks to all the progesterone meds. I am trying to be strict with myself about taking walks everyday – that seems to help

– I am craving to go out and eat a nice meal at a restaurant. I haven’t eaten outside food (restaurants / hotels etc) for almost 40 days..that is, since egg retrieval happened . I know… sounds a bit extreme but this was actually recommended by our clinic. They don’t want me to take any chances with contaminated food, especially in the monsoons in India

– Nausea and I have a ‘love – hate’ relationship going on at the moment… when it is present, I wonder when it will go away and when it is absent, I wonder if all is ok in there!

Otherwise – all is well and hoping it stays that way!

Happy Weekend!

I have many reasons to be happy and thankful this weekend.

1. The monsoons have just hit my hometown in Mumbai and everything has turned lush green from being hot and humid. There’s a cool breeze running through the house and while I sit and type this post on my laptop, I see the grey clouds coming in through the window, a slight drizzle beginning to fall and all I want to do is go out and dance in the rain…there’s just something about the first week of rains and the monsoon season! (I’d love to take a picture of what it looks like outside right now but I forgot my phone and my mum’s last evening!…oh well! maybe next time.)

2.  I am elated about going away to the countryside for my dad’s birthday this weekend. We have a cozy cottage booked in the mountains for two days. It’s a break DH and I have been waiting for the longest time since we first started IVF in January this year.

3. This time last year, we lost our third pregnancy (not sure if its right or wrong that I remember all these dates). I wondered what would happen to us in our TTC journey, the depression, the family pressure was all getting to me and I had a rough few months since. However, as everyone says, time does heal and things just have their way of turning around and looking bright (at least for now). I am thankful for the little being growing inside of me and am going to try and cherish each and every moment while I can.

Happy weekend everyone! 🙂

Monsoons in India

A picture from our weekend getaway…