I already know THIS much about cervical mucus.

Now it's serious. We've lost the weight (64 pounds total). We've made our first decisions. It's time to get serious.

We met with our OB/GYN on Wednesday morning. E had met with her a few months ago to discuss pre-preliminary steps, and she told her that she had to lose weight to make sure that her pregnancy went as smoothly as possible. So, dutifully, we went on Weight Watchers. (I promise this won't be one of those Weight Watcher cult blogs.) She's lost 34 lbs. Amazing. So we were ready to report back to Nancy (our NP - she'll make frequent appearances on here no doubt). Success!

Also included in our report were about 6 weeks of charting Basal Temperatures. Ours looked out of whack. Good news: looks like E has a 28 day cycle. Hooray! Bad News: Our chart is on crack. Nancy pulled out what a "normal" chart should look like, and...it doesn't look at all like ours. So, we used some strategery to figure out the issue.

Seems as though we weren't being as strict as we need to be with the temperature taking. No taking Sully (our Boston Terrier who will no doubt be making many appearances on the blog as well) out to pee and then trying to fake the thermometer that she's been in bed the whole time. No pretending like 8am on Saturdays is the same as 5:45 during the week. No we're serious about it...5:45 every day.

And by we, I mean E. I wish that the beep beep beep of the thermometer woke me up so that I, too, could suffer through the consistent morning wake up times. But, I sleep like a comatose patient. So I, as the other mother, miss out on that one.

I guess another part of being serious is spending some serious money. We have made our first investment in Project Roosevelt - the Ovacue. At Lesbo Class (aka Prospective Parents meetup through Rainbow Families), the mom there talked highly about the fertility monitor. Since we want this to be as smooth as possible, we are in the gadget and book phase right now. We purchased the monitor and the vaginal wand. Some man must have named it a wand because there doesn't seem to be anything magical about that fucking wand. It should come in three days - I am sure we'll report more then. Right now, we are worried about getting it through security on our Christmas plan travels. Hmmm...

I am also reading my first book all about being a pregnant dyke. And when they say "ultimate" they mean ultimate. I was reading it while I was on the eliptical at the gym the other day (I know, I have no shame). Of course, I was reading about the consistency of cervical mucus (egg whites, stretchy...sounds like a twisted meringue recipe if you ask me). The dirty man on the treadmill next to me just HAPPENED to be looking over my shoulder every time I looked at him. I already know so much about cervical mucus...he also must have some new knowledge. Dirty.