Ramblings of a Midwest Woman

This week has been a rollercoaster of ups and downs; from energy to lack thereof and back again, I am happy to finally feel level at the end of the week. Brett and I are back on the baby-trying train, and so this was my first week back on the fertility meds - letrazole. Last time I started this particular medication I was so foggy that I back into a brick pole and put a nice large dent into our new red Subaru Outback. It's still there by the way. That happened when I started taking just 2.5 mg of the stuff, and this time we started with double - 5 mg of ovary-stimulating chemicals. Instead of one to two days of fog, I was out of it this entire week until yesterday when I could feel my body finally adjust. Until then, my brain felt heavy, slushing around in my head, barely able to concentrate on the smallest details. Then with the new puppy crying in the night, I added exhaustion onto the drug-induced madness. Let's just say I wasn't the nicest person this week with whic...

Bringing a new dog home presents many challenges, and Penny is a 55 lb challenge. After the first night with her, I was terrified. She had already bit my smallest dog and seemed almost uncontrollable. My anxiety thrummed throughout my body; my heart raced all through the night. All I could think was, "What the fuck did I get myself into?" I'm a teacher and speech team season is beginning. Brett and I are getting ready to restart fertility treatments. Things were so calm before. What are we doing? But then I see these moments with Penny, where I know she could be a really good dog with time, training, and patience. The last one I struggle with sometimes. Even on day two, she is already showing improvement as she adjusts to her new routine. She is going into her crate, and I was surprised how well she did with her first time on a gentle lead. Seriously, those things are lifesavers. I would highly recommend them for anyone with a large dog. Is she crazy and hyper...