Monday, July 21, 2014

Low Amylose: Week 2

Number of pounds lost this week: 3.5
Number of weeks on diet: 2
Total pounds lost: 6.5

Two weeks in and I've already lost over 6 pounds. I'm still not exercising but my MIL has an old treadmill she's offered to give me, so I plan on using that soon. Our weekends are so busy that I usually end up having a cheat or two. I know busyness is not an excuse but when your hungry and aren't home to cook, and the only option the store concession offers is hot dogs and pizza, eating healthy takes a back burner. I'm still proud of myself for how well I am doing. My only real complaint is how bored I'm getting with my veggies. I looked up some recipes online and I plan on trying to expand my creativity with how I get my three servings a day.

On another note, the worst period ever is starting to dry up. I don't think I've ever been so excited to see a period say goodbye. I'm on day 8 and the flow has slowed down considerably, I'm very hopeful in the next day or two it will disappear completely.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Low Amylose: Week 1

I'm a little late since I've been on this new diet for a week and a half, but I thought I'd share a little about my first week's experience in case anyone was interested.

Pounds lost this week: 3
Number of weeks on diet: 1
Total pounds lost: 3

Three pounds in a week is amazing results for me. I don't think I've ever lost that much in week. And that was without ANY exercise (hangs head in shame).

The first couple of days were super hard. I felt like I was STARVING! I'm talking severe hunger pains, but I was constantly eating. I don't think I realize how much of my diet consisted of carbs. Now it is not nearly as bad. I actually have to remind myself to eat often. As long as I allow myself a little (healthy) snack every couple of hours, the hunger pains stay at bay. I do eat when I'm hungry.

I thought this diet would be a lot harder than it is. I thought I would be craving all kinds of sweets and carbs, and I did the first couple of days. Now though I don't really even want those things. If I do get a craving I try to find some kind of sugar-free, low-carb alternative. I have allowed myself a cheat or two. For example, over the weekend we went to a Mexican restaurant and I had a taco salad with the shell. But it seems the less I eat junk, the less I crave junk. My biggest challenge right now is getting my 3 servings of veggies a day. There are very few veggies I like and I am quickly becoming bored with them. I am going to have to become more creative in my veggie creations.

I also feel better. I can tell a big difference in my energy and alertness. I also love how I don't feel guilty every time I pick up a fork.

In other news the P.ro.ver.a worked. I woke up to a very heavy flow Sunday morning. Lovely. I honestly think this is one of the heaviest periods I have ever had. My periods are usually 4-5 days long, and are only heavy about the first and second day and then get super light by the fourth. Not this time. I'm four days in and still soaking pads every couple of hours. In four days I have went through two small packs of pads. I'm trying not to get to concerned just yet, but since this is out of the norm it is hard not to worry. My mom has been known to bleed for 14 days before and I hope I am not following in her footsteps.


Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Going Low Amylose

Good afternoon!

So I am super excited to share this new diet I found!

If you're like me, the word "diet" makes you cringe. And I'm convinced this diet I am currently on came straight from Dante's Inferno. BUT it is supposed to work miracles for women with PCOS. I have done a lot of research on the low amylose diet and there seems to be a lot of success stories. Women losing weight. Women regulating their cycles. Women ovulating on their on. Women conceiving naturally. From what I read this diet, especially when paired with Met., can work wonders for insulin resistance and balancing hormones. But it is not a fun, or easy, diet.

1. No simple sugars. (Duh!) So I'm saying goodbye to my favorite foods; ice cream, candy, and pie.
2. No wheat, rye, oats, etc. Goodbye to my second favorite foods; pasta and bread.
3. No corn (my favorite veggie) and no bananas (my favorite fruiet)
4. Eat at least 3 fruits and 3 veggies a day. The fruits have been easy, the veggies...not so much.
5. Eat 6 ounces of protein a day
6. Avoid underground veggies. Bye, bye my sweet potatoes and loaded baked potatoes. (Garlic and onions are an exception.)

There are some other rules, but you can google,or YouTube if you want more details. I've heard you should see a difference in 3-6 months. I figure I can give up my favorite foods for a few months if it means it'll increase my chances of giving Squishy a little brother or sister...or both :). I'll even give them up it means regular cycles, natural ovulation, or significant weight loss.

In other news I am on day 4 of Provera. It's been over 90 days since my last cycle so I knew it was time to force a bleed. It just doesn't seem right how so many of my friends gripe about their periods, but I have to pay for mine. My prescription is less than $4.00 but it's the principal. Paying for AF, one of the many joys of PCOS. 

Monday, June 30, 2014

A Hard Week

Five new pregnancy announcements. Three in the past week. They have gotten easier to hear, but it's still hard. I broke down and cried the other night, after hearing two of my friends' are pregnant in a less than 24 hour time period. I know I'm a horribly, selfish person. I have one beautiful, healthy, perfect little boy. I should be content. But I want more.

If I could snap my fingers and make myself pregnant, I'm not completely sure I would right now. So much is going on (moving, family issues, health issues) I'm trying not to stress, but I don't feel like I'm succeeding. Besides having another baby means having another C-section. Of course the baby would be worth the operation, I'm just concerned about recovering with a toddler. A toddler who wouldn't understand why I couldn't hold him and play with him like I usually do.

We've already had people asking us when we are going to have another. People assume that having a baby cures infertility. Next month marks one year of us not trying, not preventing. We most definetly want more kids. But like I told the Mr. during my cry, it hurts that so many people get to decide when they have their kids, and can have them (however many they want) whenever they want. I'm not consumed with baby fever; but it's there, niggling in the back of my mind. I'm truly happy for my friends, but I know seeing and holding their new babes isn't going to be easy.

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Have You Ever Tried Packing With A Toddler?

For those of you who have never experienced the joys that accompany attempting to pack with a toddler underfoot, allow me to enlighten you on what you are missing out on.

Put object in packing box.
Toddler takes object out of packing box.
Put object back in packing box.
Toddler takes object back out of packing box.
Allow toddler to play with (be distracted by) first object while you put other objects in packing box.
Toddler loses interest in first object, throws it on the floor, then proceeds to get second object out of packing box.
Throw item (trash) in trash can.
Toddler gets item out of trash can.
Throw item back in trash can.
Toddler gets item back out of trash can.
Decide the floor isn't such a bad place for that empty take out box.
Go back to putting items in packing box.
See that toddler is now throwing items in trash can.
Investigate. See that toddler has decided to throw his expensive toys and books away.
Dig items out of trash can.
Repeatedly check trash can to make sure no other rogue items have made it in there.
Go to the bathroom. Sit on toilet and debate the wisdom of attempting to pack/move with a 14-month-old. Come to the conclusion that you are, in fact, crazy.
Return from bathroom to see toddler sitting in the packing box, all the objects that were currently in the packing box are now strewn about the floor.
Decide to do the packing during toddler's nap time.
Beg, bargain, plead cuddle with toddler in an attempt to get him to rest his oh-so-tired eyes.
Be jumped on, screamed at, slapped, kicked, (insert abuse here).
Finally, FINALLY, get toddler to sleep.
Decide to take a nap yourself.
After all, you are exhausted from all that packing.

Friday, May 23, 2014

An apology

One of the reasons my blogging has decreased is because, due to our Internet provider royally pissing me off, I do not have wifi at my house. Therefore, I'm reduced to having to blog on my phone. Not only does it take a bazillion years to type out a blog post, but editing the posts after I do manage to type them out is a royal pain in my backside. Thanks to autocorrect "autocorrecting"things that don't need correcting and my fat finger trying to type words out on an itty bitty touchscreen, a lot of my posts make me sound like an ignorant hick. I just reread my last post and was horrified by all the grammatical errors. I went back to try and make some corrections and the stupid thing just reverted back to its original. Grrr...I'll try and get to an actual computer to make some corrections as soon as I can. I promise I don't usually sound like I'm from

We are...

MOVING!!!

Isn't it ironic that this came about after my last post about our environment driving me crazy? A post I wrote while silently weeping with the resolution that I would grow old and die in this sardine can. (That may be a slight exaggeration).

Let me back up, four years to be exact. When the Mr. and I first started looking at houses, we looked with the intention of;
1.Finding something that was going to be cheaper than our current rent.
 2.Buying a fixer-upper, live there about 5 years, pour some sweat and money into fixing the place up, then leasing it out.
I was still in school and we thought that once I graduated and went to work full time we could move onto better, a.k.a. BIGGER, things.

We went to the bank and got our pre approval then bought a house that was half of what we were pre approved for, and we have never had trouble making our house payment. A few months ago my husband got me on board with the idea of looking for a bigger house. I did some tweaking to our budget and we agreed that we could increase our house payment by about $200 a month, but our hope was to be to lease our current house out for a little more than the mortgage payment to offset the new mortgage. We called around and discovered what we were wanting to do required more than one shiny penny. We have some savings built up because I'm a big believer in saving money (and I practice what I preach) plus I try to be super...frugal. Apparently banks are kind of "leary" of giving a second mortgage to someone who has an existing mortgage when the person has no intention of selling the first house. Not only did we need a pretty down payment, but we also needed enough put back to pay both the new mortgage and existing mortgage for six months.

When the Mr. and I started discussing buying a new house there were two things we were unwilling to compromise on; 1. we were not going to dig ourselves into such a financial hole that it would require me to find a job and put Squishy in childcare, and 2. we are unwilling to sell our current house. You may be wondering why selling is not an option for us. First, I am a horribly sentimental person. This was our first home (if you don't count the apartment we lived in the first three months of our marriage, which I don't). This was the place we brought Squishy to from the hospital. We have poured our blood, (literally, doing projects yourself will result in an accident or twenty), sweat, not to mention money into this house. Second, our whole purpose in buying this house in this location (five minutes from the air force base) was to lease it out. My grandfather has told us to invest in property if we get the chance. He had rent houses for years. He'd rent them for enough to cover the mortgage then some and when they were paid for that rent was solid profit. When he got tired of messing with them he sold them and was able to build my grandmother her dream home without borrowing a penny. So that's what we intended to do, live there for a few years, then let someone else pay for it for us.

We've been looking for a few months but we have been limited in what we could afford due to all the stipulations from the bank. Most of the house we've looked at are very close in size to where we currently live. I'm not about to fork over a large sum of money and go through the hassle of moving for an extra toilet. We've been looking but not really holding out much hope we were going to find anything suitable in our price range. We had pretty much come to terms we were going to be staying
in this house longer than we had originally planned, and we were ok with that...mostly.

A few months ago, one of my husband's co-workers told him that he was planning on retiring soon and that he had two houses that he was planning on selling and suggested we come take a look to see if we were in buying one. Nothing was ever said to me about this until my MIL gave me a call one day and asked me if we had liked at those houses yet. I didn't know what she was talking about so I asked the Mr. an he told me that he had been approached several times about looking at the houses but he had just shrugged it off because it wasn't in a pretty pricy location. I convinced him that we at least needed to look at them. (I love looking at houses. I'm weird, I know). We went and looked at the smaller of the two first. It was nice but it was basically the same house we're living in now plus an extra bathroom. Then we went to look at the bigger house.

You guys, oh you guys, the SPACE. I walked in and nearly died! The den is bigger than our living room, kitchen, and master bedroom COMBINED. It had four huge bedrooms. Two full baths, each bathroom had two sinks. A sunroom. The kitchen is on the smaller side but it did have two fire places , one in the den and one in the master bedroom. Let's talk about the closets. The closet in the smallest bedroom is double the space as the closet in our current master. The walk in in the master is bigger than Squishy's nursery. Oh, and did I mention it's two-story. I know it's silly but ever since I was a little girl I wanted to live in a house with stairs. (Of course, I've never had to tote laundry up and down stairs before either). The house is over 2,100 sq. ft. (more than TWICE the size of our current house). And that's not counting the humongous shop building outside. I swear my husband just kind of stared at it all bug eyed and slack jawed as drool ran down the side of his mouth. The house is older, built in the 70's, and about the only thing that has been changed is the flooring in the kitchen and den. The wallpaper and counter tops are hideous, but we're a couple DIYers who aren't afraid to get a little dirty. It's also in an AH-mazing location and zoned with pretty decent schools.

It was like a wonderful fantasy, until we found out the price. And then I about died for a different reason. There was no way. It wasn't possible. The new mortgage would be more than double what we payed now. Even if we were disillusioned enough to think we could afford theobthlu payments, no bank wouldn't be. Oh well, it was fun to dream an fantasize but our reality was very quickly slapped in our face.

Then we got a shock. The Mr.'s co-worker, because he knew my husband's job and work ethic, wanted to sell us his houses, and was willing to make it happen . Yes, I said HOUSES, as in more than one. Wait, what??? I guess the Mr. had mentioned at one time our desire to invest in some rental properties. And he was giving us a chance to do that. Even more amazing, he's owner financing and only asking for a 2% down payment! And the interest rate he was asking for is only .5% more than the bank. We were floored. Could we make this happen? I went home looked at our budget, looked at what the average rent was in the areas of our current house and the smaller house. I did the math. Than I did it again! And again, just to make sure what I was seeing was accurate. If we rented both houses and put the profit from those towards the bigger house's payment, our new mortgage payment would be $18 LESS than our payment now. Crazy, right? But this all depended on the houses renting we could not afford to have empty houses sit. So, with the Mr.'s co-worker's agreement, we put the smaller house online to see if there was much of an interest. Within 2 hours 8 people called. Within a weeks a lease was signed and a down payment payed. Plus, we had to call people and let them know the house had already been rented. (Apparently, the schools are better than I thought).

So now we're in the process of moving. We haven't put our current house up for rent yet because we don't want people coming to look at it until we can get some minor repair work done. I'm trying not to stress too much about it. Like I said earlier, we're five minutes from the air force base and this area is a large rental area. I am however sick about the obscene amount of money we are going to pay at closing, which should happen sometime next week . :) I'm not even going to type it out because I'm afraid seeing it staring back at me will send me into a seizure. I have such a hard time parting with a lot of money at once.