Old Clothes and Porridge

I’ve been on a girly holiday for the last week. Cocktails and bad food galore. Now I’m back to ‘old clothes and porridge’ as my Granny would say and have tried to compensate for all the badness by eating a salad tonight. I’m on the second week of taking the pill, taking it mostly at the same time everyday. I figure it doesn’t matter too much if I don’t as all it is supposed to be doing is shrinking my follicles and ovaries back down to size. I had a few tearful moments whilst I was away, explaining things to a couple of friends who I hadn’t yet told about our fertility struggle. Getting away somewhere new was definitely refreshing, I have to remind myself there is so much out there in the world to see. Yes I absolutely want a baby, but I need to look after my mind as well and get out there, see and do things that are exciting and challenging. Sam loves to remind me that ‘when’ we do have a baby lots of that stuff is going to be put on hold, and I know its true, its just we don’t know if there is ever going to be a ‘when’. My birthday is coming up this week so I fully intend to put my glad rags on and head out on the town… champagne for everyone!! Maybe I should treat myself to a book I heard about called ‘The PCOS Diet’ by Colette Harris?! Living. The. Dream.