TMI

So normally I don't go to in depth with personal things. That's not really what this blog is about. I like to share various cute and interesting pictures of my animals, work related stuff, stuff that happens. Rarely do I ever get personal. And if I do, its generally not in depth. I might tell you I'm sick but not really go into details. Maybe I was up all night but not with what.
Anyway, I'm going to share some personal stuff right now. Mostly because I feel like I need to write it out to feel better about it. Not that its going to fix the problem but somehow voicing it might be better.
Its going to be TMI.
Its going to be about my sex life.
Well, not in detail.
Its still probably going to be TMI.
Especially when I get to the part about how babies are made (or not made). But luckily for you dear readers (all like three of you), it won't be in great detail.
But probably some.

Anyway, here we go.


I want to have kids.
Joe wants to have kids.
No one expects us to have kids right away. At least I don't think they do.
But the fact of the matter is, we've been together for seven years and I'm turning 30 in February.
I need to have kids.
We've been married since June putting us at just shy of starting our 6th month of marriage. I stopped taking birth control in August. I'm not pregnant. (At least I don't think I am...I'll get to that in a moment.)
Again, its not one of those things that just happens. Well, sometimes getting pregnant is but stopping  birth control in August and not being pregnant now doesn't mean something is wrong with me. It just means it didn't happen yet. I don't think I should be concerned. I'm not concerned. And I told myself I'm not going to go crazy taking my temperature and calculating out days till my next most fertile day until at least the spring. And even in the spring, I should give myself some time just to let it happen. Get drunk, go on vacation, come back with a bad sunburn and a bun in the oven. That would be fantastic.
Okay, but here's the deal. I have two deals actually.
1) I don't have a period in the winter. Now indirectly, I can surmise but can't guarantee that I'm not ovulating in the winter. I don't know how it works. I'm a DVM not an MD. All I know is that from August or September till February when I'm not on birth control I don't have a period. Its pretty cool. Unless you're trying to get pregnant, then you're just taking pregnancy tests every month and waiting till the next month.
AND 2) You  have to have sex to get pregnant. Or at least some really inappropriate behavior involving at least partial nudity and body parts in close approximation. I can count on one hand the number of times I have had sex since I stopped birth control. Yea. Its not cool. Joe claims he has a really low libido. I don't know what to do. Well, I know what to do its just actually getting a result that is frustrating. While I can't give you an exact figure, I figure a large percentage of men (I'm going to ballpark it at somewhere between 75-95% of men.) would jump at the chance and be naked before the end of the following sentence: "So I was thinking that we could [about now is when the men have left the room and are naked in bed] have sex tonight.' Not Joe. He kind of groans or begrudgingly says okay. Or makes up some excuse Or I make up an excuse. Which while not cool is acceptable because I'm the woman in this situation. Anyway, bottomline, its frustrating. And infuriating. There's very little that makes me more angry with Joe than the lack of sex. Before marriage, I threatened him that this was the one thing that would cause me to cheat on him.

Oh and then there's HP and SY at work talking about getting pregnant all the time. While it doesn't make me upset like it does TG (because I'm still working on the assumption that I can have babies) it is really annoying. Of all of us, I'm the one that is in a place to have a baby! Granted, HP is young and married but she just had a baby last year. Its my turn. I had 2013 already reserved!

So where we are:
1) I'm not pregnant and probably won't be till spring (making Halloween costume contest rigging with babies difficult).
2) Joe doesn't have sex with me in any consistent pattern. (Perhaps calling a need for core body temperature taking and predicting ovulation more imperative so I can get the biggest bang (hehe!) for my buck so to speak.
3) I really want to have kids.
4) An excuse to eat badly is an additional benefit.

[EDIT: I wasn't going to post this big I getting so upset that I need to actually post it. The pattern continues.]