waiting to conceive

Calling all moms, bonus moms, moms to be, TTC and WTTC bloggers!

I’m new to the community and am looking for people to follow.
If you are:
-A mom
-A bonus/step mom
-Pregnant
-Trying to conceive
-Waiting to start trying to conceive

Please like and/or reblog this so I can follow you! Thanks(:

I think one of the hardest parts of ttc is all the waiting. You wait for your period to end, then you have to wait for ovulation, after ovulation you have to wait for two weeks before you either get your period or get your bfp/bfn. If you get a bfn, then you have to wait for your period, so you can wait until it’s over, to start trying again, and then the waiting cycle just continues. There’s so much waiting and wondering and hoping and it gets to you. I just want to be pregnant already :(

Tywin x Reader...

Imagine your wedding day and night with Tywin Lannister…

((I made the reader a Stark, sorry if you’re sick of reading about them haha, for some reason I just realy like the idea of Robb’s twin…or just an older female Stark between Robb/Sansa marrying Tywin. I’m definitely thinking about making this into a series))

Prequel - http://letsasoiaftogether.tumblr.com/post/144310563466/prequel-to-tywin-x-reader

Next Part - http://letsasoiaftogether.tumblr.com/post/145622876123/tywin-x-starkreader-pt-3

Word Count: 2,238

Warnings: Um, sex related things but not until the end

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Oh nooo a female character in clothes you don't like WHAT EVER SHALL WE DO! What next, a character made for the fans who runs around naked? OH WAIT. His name was Raiden and he was made by request of female fans. Seriously at first you guys were just annoying but now it's obvious you guys are just being subtly sexist in the name of "progression".

I turned on anon for art style submissions but instead I get a fake gamer boy in my ask box. 

Here it is, fake gamer in the wild, trying to talk about a game over 14 years old to prove something about a game in 2015. And not only that, they got the facts all wrong too. Girls never requested shit much less girl fans. Kojima merely interviewed high school aged girls (who didn’t play games fyi) about if they would play MGS. One responder said they didn’t want to play a game about stupid old men. Kojima designed Raiden thinking it would appeal to girls. 

He didn’t ask that girl what she wanted, he & shinkawa literally thought they would just design a character around what THEY thought girls wanted. As we know, Raiden was basically a total joke, pretty much until his incarnation in MGS4/MGR.

So here you are. In 2015, trying to lecture me about something you basically got wrong in every conceivable way about a game that came out in 2001 to negate a delusional reaction today (oh no what ever WILL we do???). 

Edit: Just wanted to remind people this is the type of person sending these asks [tw: ableist slurs]

Trying To Conceive Lingo

Hey Ladies. So in this post we will be going over all the Trying To Conceive lingo. It can be overwhelming when you have just started  and go online and everyone is posting about how they got their BFP or they are taking their BBT and you have absolutely no idea what anyone is talking about. So here is a reference for the basics. If I miss something please feel free to comment and I will add it on to the post.


AF - Aunt Flow

AHI - At Home Insemination - This is a type of artificial insemination that you can do on your own at home using an artificial insemination kit.

AI - Artificial Insemination - see IUI

AO - Anovulation - this is when you do not ovulate. anovulation can happen   every now and again in your cycle or be caused by an underlying problem. It can be diagnosed by your doctor.

Baby Dust - This is simply a good wish for getting pregnant.

BBT - Basal Body Temperature - Your basal body temperature is the lowest temperature reached when at rest. Lots of women who are trying to conceive take their bbt to see when ovulation occurs.

BBs - Boobies/ Breasts

BC - Birth Control

BCP - Birth Control Pills

BD - Baby Dance - The fun part of all of this. Sex.

BFN - Big Fat Negative - A negative pregnancy test result.

BFP - Big Fat Positive - A positive pregnancy test.

CB - Cycle Buddy - Someone that has started their period the same day you have and has about the same cycle length as you.

CD - Cycle Day - Whatever day you are on in your menstrual cycle. Cycle Day one is the first day of your period.

CF/CM - Cervical Fluid/Cervical Mucus - This is the discharge you may or not see in your underwear when you use the restroom or are changing. The the amount and texture can let you know where in your cycle you are and if you have hit your most fertile time.

CP - Cervical Position - Where your cervix is inside of your body. This can be checked internally at home.

DA - Dear Angel

DH - Dear Husband

DD - Dear Daughter

DS - Dear Son

DSD - Dear Step Daughter

DSS - Dear Step Son

DPO - Days Past Ovulation

ENDO - Endometriosis - a condition in which your uterine lining grows outside of your uterus. Diagnosable by your doctor.

EPT - Early Pregnancy Test

EW/EWCM - Eggwhite Cervical Mucus - EWCM is the most fertile CM and looks very similar to EggWhites. Clear and stretchy.

FP - Folicular Phase - The phase in your cycle where the follicles mature. This phase ends with ovulation

FSH - Follicle Stimulating Hormone

GP - General Practitioner/ Doctor

HCG - Human Chronic Gondadotropin - This hormone level rises when you are pregnant. and is what pregnancy tests look for in your urine.

HPT - Home Pregnancy Test

IUI - Intrauterine Insemination - Artificial semination by placing sperm inside of the uterus. This is usually performed by a doctor.

IVF - InVitro Fertilization - Sperm and egg are manually combined and the embryo is transferred into the uterus.

LH - Lutenizing Hormone - This Hormone surges 12 - 48 hours before ovulation.

LMP - Last Menstrual Period

LP - Luteal Phase - The phase in your cycle that starts after ovulation and ends with the start of your period

MC - Miscarriage

O - Ovulation

OC - Oral contraceptives

OPK/OPT - Ovulation Predictor Kit - Measures the Lutenizing Hormone in your Urine to signal an oncoming ovulation within the next 12 - 48 hours.

OTC - Over The Counter

PCOS - Polycistic Ovary Syndrome- A hormonal disease where the ovaries are enlarged and cysts are on the outer edges.

PMS - Pre-Mesntrual Syndrome

POAS - Pee On A Stick - Taking a home pregnancy test

SA - Semen Analysis - This is done by a doctor. A man ejaculates and doctors observe the count any abnormalities and the motility.

SMEP - Sperm Meets Egg Plan - A trying to conceive plan where you have intercourse every otherday starting on Day 8 of your cycle.

TTC - Trying To Conceive

TWW/2WW - Two Week Wait - Pretty much a crazy time for everyone trying to conceive after ovulation where you are waiting to see if you are pregnant or get your period.

UTI - Urinary Tract Infetion

WTTC - Waiting To Try and Conceive - Someone who wants to actively try and conceive but is waiting for the right circumstances in their life.



Again, if there is anything I missed please let me know and I will add it on as soon as possible! 

- Ava

Darkness comes. In the middle of it, the future looks blank. The temptation to quit is huge. Don’t. You are in good company. You are in the pit with King David. He waited. ‘I waited patiently for the Lord; he inclined to me and heard my cry. He drew me up from the pit of destruction’ (Ps. 40:1–2). God will do that for you. You will argue with yourself that there is no way forward. But with God, nothing is impossible. He has more ropes and ladders and tunnels out of pits than you can conceive. Wait. Pray without ceasing. Hope.
—  John Piper

anonymous asked:

I was reading your amazing flood my mornings post yesterday and a naughty thought came to mind: what would jamie's reaction be to prophylactics? Thank you!

Flood my Mornings: Not Yet 

Notes from Mod Bonnie:

  • This story takes place in an AU in which Jamie travels through the stones two years after Culloden and finds Claire and his child in 1950 Boston.


September, 1950

“Erm…Jamie? Did I…break you?”

We had just finished making love and I’d closed my eyes, feeling sensation rippling across my body and my blackened vision sparking like heat lightning. Satisfied and exhausted, I’d opened my eyes to see Jamie (still inside me) looking down in a kind of wild, fascinated horror, face rigid as though someone had put a knife against his throat.

“Jamie?” I said again, giving him a poke in the belly, “Have your English flown away?” I asked with a grin in my pidgin Gaelic.

This seemed to bring him back to his senses, for he blinked, shook his head to clear it, and murmured an apologetic, “No, no, mo chridhe, I’m alright.” He pulled himself out of me and sat kneeling on the bed between my legs.“I’m sorry, I just realized that–” He halted again, gaping wordlessly and running his fingers backward through his hair in agitation. 

Out with it, lad,” I said, laughing at the strangeness of seeing that familiar gesture in his now-laughably-short hair. I pulled the coverlet across to cover my naked body, still cozily exhausted.

“When you talked about wanting another bairn,” he said slowly, “ye said ‘not yet,’ aye?”

I froze. 

Now? Could I tell him now? Was this the right time? 

“Well, yes, I suppose I did, or something to that effect,” I said carefully, hearing alarm bells sound when his nostrils flared and his mouth went taut. “I don’t remember the exact—”

“But have we no’ been trying in effect these last two months?”

“Ohhhhh,” I said, understanding.

“It’s only I got a wave of panic, just then,” he said, the dismay clear in his voice, “that ye might get wi’ child before you’re ready…and it’s only— I wondered…if I ought not to come to your bed—lie wi’ ye—until…until then.”

I swept up onto my knees before him and stopped his mouth with a kiss. Pulling back, I held his face in my hands.  “You’re so very sweet, my love.”

“Sweet?” he said darkly. “Damnably careless.” He made a scoffing sound deep in his throat, and his face contorted as though he were trying to hold back an explosion. “Claire, I’m…so sorry. What must ye think of me?” 

“Dinna fash,” I said, an an exaggerated accent I hoped would make him laugh. “I’ve been taking precautions.”

His eyebrows went high in shock. “Precautions?”

Ooft, a bloody great SLEW of minefield talks to be had this night, it seems. 

…and quite the field indeed, when the prospect of discussing birth control with an eighteenth-century CATHOLIC husband could be deemed the lesser of the mines!

After a deep breath and a prayer, I succinctly explained the concept of the diaphragm and—following a quick trip to the washroom to excavate and sanitize—showed him the handy little thing. 

He said nothing during this; not a word. He was holding it gingerly in the palm of one hand, staring at it as though it were about to go off. 

“I’d…like to know how you feel about my using it,” I said cautiously, trying to both scrutinize him and avoid his eye. I was talking too fast in my nervousness, babbling to fill the silence. “The other option is a rubber sleeve that you would have to wear, every time. More or less effective, but I’m told it lessens the sensation quite a bit for the man’s part. This seemed more…well…unobtrusive.”

He opened his mouth, closed it, swallowed, and at last said, full of emotion. “I…think it’s a wonderful invention.”

Really?” I said, releasing a huge breath in relief and leaning back on the pillows. “Truly? You were so quiet, there, I thought you must be upset with me.”

He shook his head. “I was only thinking about all the women back home–back then who might have benefitted from such a device. All the lives it might have saved.”

“Your mother?” I said gently. 

“Well… no, I dinna think so….” he said, moving to lay on his side facing me. “She and my father, they wanted another bairn, aye?” He rolled the diaphragm meditatively between his fingers. “But I can think of many a woman that would have deemed it a verra great blessing indeed to be free of perpetual pregnancy and risk; to simply enjoy the bairns she had been given already….and no’ be driven to slip a bairn in desperation.”

“Indeed,” I agreed gravely, thinking of how many such women I’d known and seen in my own brief time in the eighteenth-century; women whose lives hung in the balance between the forces of men’s desires, the capabilities of their own bodies, and the dark, desperate ways out that might be offered by the Geillis Duncan of their community. I shuddered involuntarily and cleared my throat. “I did wonder if perhaps you might oppose it on religious grounds.” 

“Oh, aye?”

“The Catholic church has opposed contraception time out of mind, you know: circumventing God’s plan for humans ‘being fruitful and multiplying,’ among other objections.”

Jamie furrowed his eyebrows indignantly. “But that puts all the responsibility for things on woman, then, no? She must accept what spunk comes her way and whatever might spring from it, but man may spill it with impunity? Seems horribly unjust to—What are you grinning at like a wee frog, Sassenach? Do ye no’ agree?”

“No, I most certainly do! You should write pamphlets, darling!” I laughed, relieved by his unexpected open-mindedness. “So…you don’t think me wicked for using it?”

“No, Christ, not at all,” he said at once, firmly. “To my mind, if God can forgive a man for sowing his oats hither and thither and whenever he pleases, I’m certain He can forgive a woman for taking prudent precautions against the wily stuff.”

“Wily indeed,” I said, grinning still wider. 

I did wonder if Jamie would be quite as progressive in a decade or two when a grown Brianna began exploring her own contraception possibilities….

Ah, well: sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.

“And besides,” he said, more softly, “It’s no’ as if we mean to use it so that we might commit sin….If I’m wrong or blasphemous, I’ll answer to God for it on the day of judgement, and gladly, but for the time being, I see no evil in two loving parents waiting for the proper time to bring another bairn into the world.” He kissed me. “No….Ye shall take your precautions until you’re ready…”

Until I’m ready. 

One mine down. Another about to explode. 

He leaned forward and took my face between his hands, kissing me so tenderly I wanted to cry.   

I could feel the pressure of suppressed thoughts ready to burst out from my chest.

“Jamie…but it’s…”

His eyes were crinkled up with mirth. “No ‘buts’ about it. If the pope has a problem wi’ it, he can take it up wi’ me himself.”

Despite my distress, I gave a small laugh, imagining Pope Pius XII in our living room, having it out on the ethics of contraceptives with my formidable husband. “No, that isn’t…Jamie, I need to say something.”

It came out in a rush and he stiffened at once. “What is it, mo chridhe?”

“I had thought…” I grabbed a pillow and wrapped my arms around it, grounding myself to it. “That is…I had thought to wait a time before conceiving again…”

I stopped. He tilted his head to the side, mouth quirked as though repressing a smile. His eyes sparkled with…anticipation? “You…will be thinking differently, now?”

“I want to go to medical school,” I blurted gracelessly.

In the space of one blink of the eye, his glowing features turned to stone. Not angry, nor surprised; just that impassive blank of control that he wielded so skillfully to keep his emotions undetected. He was closed. Present. But closed. “Did ye no’ already have your schooling to be a nurse?” His voice was light and even, but not his own.

Oh, please, God, please let him understand.

“I did,” I began slowly, “but that was for nursing. To be a full MD–medical doctor–you have to go back for more rigorous training; but you have so many more capabilities, for it. You can do surgeries, prescribe care, make the diagnoses that matter! And it…well, it’s expensive, and it takes a good number of years to complete, but…it’s something I’ve been contemplating for some time, now.”

“‘Expensive,’ ye say…Can we afford it?” he asked. His face was still inscrutable, his voice calm. He wasn’t looking at me.

“Yes. I’ve still got part of my inheritance left over from Uncle Lamb…and with your salary coming in, we should be able to manage, if we’re careful about our expenditures. They do offer loans for tuition, and if it comes to it, we can take advantage of that. My earning potential will be immensely higher once I’m an MD, so we’ll have no trouble paying them back.”

He didn’t speak, but nodded his head, brows furrowed in thought.

“I can do it, Jamie,” I said, doing my utmost to keep the pleading out of my voice, but hearing it nonetheless. “It’ll be hard for a few years, but we have Penelope, and I can do much of the studying the first two years from home, and–”

He raised a hand.

“Jamie, please listen to me–”

But he put a quelling hand on my arm, squeezing gently. “If ye want this thing, Claire….you’ll have it.”

I sat gaping at him. “Thank you,” I breathed, a huge weight rising from my shoulders. “Truly, thank you.

He smiled, a little weakly, but with genuine love and feeling. “I’ve no doubt that you’ll be wonderful….and we’ll manage wi’ the details as they come. Together.”

I leaned down and kissed him, running my fingers through his hair. “Jamie….thank you….You have no idea how much this means to me. It’s…God, just… thank you, sweetheart.” 

“What would I no’ do for your sake, mo chridhe?” he said, so quietly it was no more than a breath against my cheek.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, steeling myself for the final revelation of the evening. “And so…I’ve been thinking…perhaps we ought not to….put off having the second baby, after all?”

His head snapped up and I watched as—in an instant—his mask cracked and fell away, from first shock and then from the dawning of the most breathtaking smile. “I thought–” He exhaled heavily, stertorous, his whole body seeming to shake as the words tumbled out of him. “Claire, I thought ye were telling me ye’d decided ye’d changed your mind and didna wish to bear another child so you might pursue your schooling!”

“No, no!” I exclaimed, feeling my heart rise like a balloon. “Oh, no, sweetheart! I just meant if the child was a year or two of age before I began medical school, rather than falling pregnant in the midst of things, that would be ide–”

“I was fully prepared to stand by ye if that was your wish, and never say a word more about it, but–” He grabbed me around the waist and pushed me back down on the pillows, kissing me with abandon. When he pulled away, his face above me was filled to bursting with tenderness and joy and love. “Oh, God, Claire,“ he groaned, cupping my face with his free hand. “I’m so happy.”

“So am I,” I whispered, breathless with it.

He was beaming. “We’ve a marvelous future, ahead, do we not? You’ll make a verra fine doctor, Sassenach, and I ken already you’re a wonderful mother.” He pulled back and laid a hand gently on my belly. He rubbed tenderly, murmuring something in Gaelic I couldn’t understand.

“There’s nothing in there at the moment, you know.” I said it to be humorous, but my voice cracked.

“But it’s a wonderful thought, aye?” he said, looking up with tears in his eyes. “That ye’ll soon carry a child—our child—in a peaceful time?”

And you’ll be here for all of it.

He kissed my hand, then straightened and picked the diaphragm up off the bedspread. He looked down at it for a moment, laughed—a deep, full, throaty incredulous sound—and flung it carelessly over his shoulder, crawling toward me with a deep, significant growl.

Again?” I said, laughing as he tugged me bodily down beneath him in that way that drove me wild. “ALREADY?”

“Well, it didna count all the times you’ve worn the wee stopper, now did it?” He lowered his head to fasten his lips maddeningly around one nipple before grinning up at me with one eyebrow raised. “We must get on wi’ it, if you’re to become a doctor anytime soon.”



to be continued

seeing all this teen ttc stuff all over my dash.

Personally, I don’t believe you should ttc if you still live with your parents and rely on them for financial support. Regardless of if your 16 or 36. If you can’t afford to move out on your own then your probably going to struggle to financially support a child. Don’t get me wrong, i’m not saying if you get pregnant on accident while still living at home, you shouldn’t keep living there etc. It’s just from a lot of teen ttc’s I see a lot of them are still living at home, don’t have a steady job/income or even a steady relationship. And if that is the case then I don’t think you should plan a child. 

If however, you and your partner live on your own, one or both have a steady enough income to support a baby whilst still paying bills etc, have a strong relationship and both feel mature and ready for a baby then i don’t see a problem with ttc no matter what your age. 

As much as I am enjoying drinking every weekend, going out every other weekend, planning spontaneous vacations with my husband, and doing my own thing, I can’t wait to expand our family. I can’t wait to tell my friends that they’ll have to go out without me because my pregnancy is taking too much out of me. I can’t wait to share a room with my baby and wake up whenever they’re hungry or sad and just cuddle them. I can’t wait to take my sleep-deprived frustrations out on my husband and then apologize to him later on about it. I can’t wait to take our kiddo to baseball practice and watch my husband coach him [or her]. I can’t wait to teach my child all about open-mindedness and acceptance. I’m looking forward to the mommy-daughter talks (or mommy-son) about sex, love, friendships, you name it. I’m looking forward to seeing my husband get his nails painted by our daughter or dressing up as Spiderman to play super hero with our son.

I’m young, I’m enjoying life, and I’m loving every day that passes but I can’t keep myself from thinking about the future every now and then. I love my husband so much, I can’t wait until we take the next step in our relationship. 

Isn’t that what everyone wants? From the very beginning of a relationship, to take the next step? Whatever that next step is for individuals, I’m looking forward to our next step.

My husband said he wants to start trying to have a baby when we get back to Texas – AKA this August.
Some people tell me “If you wait until you’re ready, it will never happen”.
I have a hard time looking at it that way but then again I know it’s 100% true.
I have a lot of things I want to do when we move back. I want to get enrolled back into CTC and finally start working in the Bio field, I want to get a job, and I want to devote more time to my parents, siblings and grandparents to show them how much we’ve missed them.

We have a lot to talk about.

I’ll update you soon, journal. x

I am getting super excited to move back home. Germany was supposed to be the place my husband and I would start our family but now that we’re moving home sooner than expected, this seems as if it is just another adventure for my husband and I to take together before we start TTC. All-night bar hopping, spontaneous adventures to castles, trying out a new restaurant every other week, et cetera. I wouldn’t change a thing about how things are turning out, especially since we’ll be moving back closer to family & friends. It’s going so perfectly; getting this adventure out of the way and then move back closer to family so we can start trying for our own family.

I cleaned the house spotless yesterday so I don’t have much to do until Andrew gets home. I don’t have class today so I can sit on my butt all day and not feel guilty about it. Looks like it’s time to get on Pinterest and stalk people on Tumblr through the tags :b

I really don’t want to have my first child at the age of 30 but I guess it’s just how things work out. 

It’s just hard to wait. Being a mother just feels like it’s what I was meant to do. I cry just thinking about it. About having a baby inside me, feeling a baby move, hearing it’s heart beat, waking up at 4 in the morning to change a poopy diaper or trying to figure out why my baby is crying. Watching my baby grow up, goto school, find their first love. Even fighting with them. I just want to be a mother so bad. 

Fiance’ wants to wait and its so hard to not obsess over it. I dream about it all the time, wake up every hour thinking about it. I just want it now so bad!