We Now Continue With Our Regularly Scheduled Blogging...

Oh, do I have a lot to tell you.

The wedding is over, the recaps are done, life has gone on... and now I can catch you up on what else is going on around these parts. So what's been happening?

I've been working. Working so, so hard. I love the school that I work at (pink fluffy heart love it, in fact) and my Year 1/2 class are sweethearts. That being said, this has been the hardest term of my teaching career. When I came back from our honeymoon & the school holidays that almost immediately followed it, I was greeted into Term 3 with two new faces in two weeks. The first kidlet was an import from a local Catholic school, who supposedly had no behaviour problems, but was just a 'cheeky' child. Ha. He's a right little worm, actually. But he's manageable - unlike the second kidlet, who is just... off the scale.

He's a foster child with a history of abuse, and is completely and utterly emotionally unstable. The child was removed from two public schools because of his behaviour, but has no funding from any government agencies for support, as he has no diagnosed problems. Since the beginning of this term, he has changed foster homes no less than 10 times, has been removed from my classroom repeatedly, has done multiple 'runners' and has left the school grounds & tried to walk across the highway that is adjacent to us, has strangled animals at his carers' residences, has physically trashed school and office buildings. The kidlet is seven, and is able to physically and verbally intimidate other kids AND adults. It's a scary situation.

Then there's the whole baby thing - which has proven to be as completely irritating in reality as I'd always assumed it would be. Another joy that we've discovered in the past year is that as well as all the glamorous side effects of PCOS, I'm not ovulating. And as any fertility-savvy person would know, no ovulation = no baby. Well, that just sucks. In December, I visited my doctor to complain about things not working and to get some answers. I was told to continue taking my Metformin tablets and to 'give it some time'. In July, I visited my doctor again because I felt this waiting was pointless, as things still weren't working. I was told to increase my Metformin dosage and to 'wait for another six months, things will work themselves out'. 

By September I'd lost my shit, so I went back in with my cycles, BBT charts & OPK results, and told them I was tired of waiting. I've been on a wait-list to see a RE for a fertility appointment since then, and my first meeting is scheduled for mid-October. (I KNOW. WAITING. ALWAYS WAITING.)

I'm relieved to finally be doing something about this, even though the wait sucks. This journey is going to be long, frustrating & probably boring as heck, but I have everything crossed for some answers. In the meantime, I've started an offshoot blog for everything TTC-related, because I don't know how much or how little you guys want to read about the journey - especially when every second post I want to write is a whinging one. But if you're so inclined, you can visit it here.

Other than that, we're just plugging away at life together as newlyweds. I am pinteresting way too many potential furniture designs, craft ideas, and heck, even future animals, because it's all I can do at the moment. And then there is the random photography stuff I'm playing along with during October... and the (almost finished!) 365-project I've been working on over at my Tumblr blog. Busy, busy, busy.

Oh... and did I mention that our house is coming along nicely? Slowly, but nicely.

So tell me.... how have you been?