hear the army

            I assume this is the dilemma for most women who find out they’re pregnant – to tell or not to tell. Sometimes I wish we could’ve been the kind of couple who just let nature take its course and were surprised to find after 2.5 months that I’m pregnant! Then I would only have a couple of weeks to keep it under wraps.

However, since I have PCOS, that couldn’t be the case. You may not be interested in the gory details but for those of you who don’t know what that means: the last time I tried to stop the pill my ovaries wouldn’t release eggs (kinda important for conception), enlarged to a painful 2 times the normal size and I had to return to the pill within 6 months. This, along with all of the disheartening stories from other women with PCOS left me thinking I might not be able to do it.

I took heart in the fact that there were many women with PCOS who were able to do it and decided it might take some time, but I wanted to try. I was pleasantly surprised at the OBGYN/Obstetrician’s reaction to it. He took an ultrasound, told me all was cool now cause I was on the pill and simply said, “You will stop the pill, take this Chinese medicine 2 times/day, take your basal temp every morning and chart it, then you’ll be pregnant in about 3 months.”

Woo hoo – sounded good to me! The medicine tasted horrid but, hey, whatever works. That was 11/12th. My positive test was 2/25th. That’s almost exactly 3 months!?! Amazing.

While I count myself as one of the lucky ones, most people will tell you that nothing is set in stone till the 12th week. Then you can feel fairly confident that you’ll become a mommy but not before. This is why most women wait to tell.

So, I’m trying but failing miserably. How do you not mention something this important that is on your mind daily!?!

Then there’s always the problem of being a drinker prior to pregnancy. Situation: you’re out with your pals, a round of drinks is ordered for the almost compulsory (in Japan) kampai (toast), “I’ll have an iced tea, please” I quietly try to sneak in with the waiter…..the music seems to come screeching to a halt, the place goes silent as everyone turns in shock and horror to you. “You’ll have a WHAT!?!” Then at least one of the girls at the table gets a knowing twinkle in her eye and goes “REALLY!?!”. Shit. Foiled again.

It’s not that I mind. As one of my friend’s put it – why miss out in 3 months of joy and celebration when the pregnancy will go by so quickly anyway? But, then, you don’t want to have to rescind your declaration later and share the painful details with everyone 100 times over.

So, I’m posting here cause I still feel that it’s a fairly safe venue (no comments to my last post 2 weeks ago yet!), telling close friends and my family. Isseki’s sister had a miscarriage last month so we’ve decided not to tell his family yet. I know – the family should be the first to know, right? But he’s worried about letting them down twice so soon.

Onto other things I’m excited about today:
Cranberry Juice is BACK! Generally you can’t find this stuff in Japan at all – I vaguely recall a seasonal introduction of it a couple years back but it’s here again! Yay!

Today is the first “real” Saturday I’ve had in months – Spring break is on. (hence the blogging time)

Maybe if I could actually start blogging more frequently, I wouldn’t have to write a book every time! (^-^)v