Caught stealing

I was up late last night because I was watching some exciting cycling. And then once I had gone to bed, I then woke up to find Trevor stealing my pillow! I tried to get it back, but he was very determined and I didn't want to wake him up (he was very tired), so I let him have it. I told him about it this morning and he now feels very guilty! I think it is funny, particularly because he doesn't even LIKE my pillow (he likes flat ones and I like puffy ones).

Contraception Again

Hello again!

I have comments from two different people - that's pretty exciting. Thanks, Sarah and Brandy.

I have just had an IUD put in and I thought I should report for your greater edification.

A helpful person has taken this
picture of one. I think it's slightly smaller in real life!

I was given a helpful advice sheet that said to take a painkiller, have some food and to eat something sweet beforehand, so I did. The painkiller I took was only Disprin, so I doubt that it did much, but I doubt that it made anything worse :) I also had a raspberry leaf tea to help me and my appropriate muscles relax.

The actual putting in really wasn't too bad - I was worried that it would be really painful and I thought it would involve more bleeding (I don't think there was any blood at all). It really was just like period cramps.

However, my body did react to it a bit, meaning my blood pressure dropped, so I had to lie down for a while and they kept checking my pulse and my blood pressure and they even gave me oxygen (and a barley sugar and a sweet tea - but not all at once)! I do have low blood pressure anyway - it's partly a genetic thing. Trevor made me stay at home for the rest of the day (I think I could have gone back to work, but now I get to stay at home and read books and play on the Internet - I'm not complaining!).

It was great having him there with me. In fact, I was really lucky in that I had the Doctor, a nurse and Trevor, so I was well supported, and the nurse was making conversation so it took my mind off the thought of what was going on and the cramping (which, as I said, wasn't actually that bad).

So, all in all, I would say that it has been a little uncomfortable, but that I was well prepared and I'm feeling fine.

I asked if I could stay on my pill for a month or so because I thought it might counteract the potential heavy first period. The Doctor encouraged me to do that and even suggested that I stay on the pill for six weeks, so I'm happy with that.

And married life is good! It's not all about contraception ;) I do enjoy sharing my whole life with Trevor. I do need some "me" time, but it's cool being part of the big and little things in each other's lives - like cleaning our teeth, going to the supermarket, getting a joint bank account, making sure one of us takes some toothpaste when we go on holiday, making sure he eats breakfast, finding out that we need a new duvet because we have different temperature requirements in bed, having sex...

Engaging the Mind

Hello Faithful Reader!

(Well, I know at least one person reads this.)

Now that I seem to have finally got over the Doubt about my relationship with my Man - let's call him Trevor, shall we - I am having trouble not trying to rush ahead into the next stage. Or rather, I'm having trouble waiting for it to happen and not living it out in my head before it happens.

You see, Trevor and I have been together for almost two years (Two years! Yes, it's amazing! My previous record was 2 1/2 months and his was even less.) and we're both in our thirties. And we have talked about marriage. On several occasions. Sometimes he's brought it up and sometimes I have.

The problem is that I feel my life is sort of in limbo at the moment until we get married. I don't want to buy things that I won't need when we get married, I don't want to plan too far ahead, blah blah blah... and we're not even engaged! So I expect it will be at least a year - well OK, six months, until any marriage happens.

But the main point I have is that now, whenever we do anything, I find it hard just to enjoy the moment and keep wondering if he's going to propose. Any thoughts about how to just relax?

I have had a cunning method in the past for getting past this kind of problem - I would exaggerate and exaggerate my possible scenario until it was completely ridiculous and made me laugh. Example: I'm sitting at work or in a lecture daydreaming about some guy, start thinking "wouldn't it be great if he emailed/called/talked to me now?" Start daydreaming about that, then catch myself and think, OK, let's imagine he turns up at work... dressed as a gorilla... with the All Black team... singing some obscure pop hit from the 80s that only I remember. That's better.

It's not really working with the whole engagement thing any more though...

I don't have any problem with females proposing to males, but I would like to make myself wait for him to do it. I have ruined surprises before and then felt bad for stealing Trevor's thunder, and I just think it would be so much nicer if he did it rather than me rushing in and doing it all myself.

I will keep you posted, Faithful Reader.