I HAVE LOST 3 POUNDS!!! I know it’s a small number, but its huge to me.

See, I love food. I just do. Especially anything that has chocolate in it.

well after just 3 days of diet and exercise, I have dropped three pounds.

I could jump up and down I’m so happy. I think I’ll go swim some laps instead!

Love, Saira


PCOS: How I am kicking it’s arse right out of my life.


About a year and a half ago I was diagnosed with PCOS (polycystic ovarian syndrome) and I was told to go see a specialist for help concieving.

Well the other day it hit me: it was all unnecessary.

Here’s why:
PCOS is brought on by drastic weight gain… When I got married I gained quite a bit of weight (around 60 lbs). That’s when my fertility problems started.

So here’s what I’m doing about it.

I have set a weight loss goal, and a time frame.

I have changed my diet to be more healthy. (No soda, sweets, fatty foods, etc.)

Once I am back down around 130 lbs, I will actively start trying again to get pregnant.

Seeing as that’s the one thing I want more than anything in the world, I figured that’s good incentive.

So stay tuned as I track my progress!!

Thanks y’all:)

Paradise City


The title of this post has nothing to do with the post itself, I just happen to love that song.

Anyway, I just finished my first workout in a long time, because I’m trying to get back in shape to help my chances of getting pregnant again.

Here’s the info.

Day 1 Exercise:

1 minute wall sit

40 calf raises

100 jumping jacks

5 push ups (haha I know, pathetic)

10 minutes on the elliptical

160 curls

1 set basic bridges

1 set leg lifts

I have been eating low fat foods with lots of protein and iron.

I can’t wait to make this journey!

Thanks y’all


Homemade Burgers and OPKs


Today, I made hamburgers for lunch and they were a hit!

On another note, I’ve decided to stop whining and be proactive, so I ordered 70 ovulation test strips. To quote certain movie about a town in Texas called Lonesome Dove, “It’s better to have ’em and not need ’em, than need ’em and not have ’em.”

Maybe feeling more in control of the situation will help me from stressing out so much:)

‘Night y’all!

(for any non-southerners, y’all means you guys, or everyone!)


Sunday, 15 April 2012


Today I remembered to be patient.

For a person like me (meaning extremely impatient), that is fairly hard to do. To remember to be patient. I have a wonderful life, a supportive husband, and a dog that thinks I’m the best thing since sliced bread. It’s a blessing to lead a life like mine. I never want anyone to think I’m complaining. I’m lucky!

I could have so much worse problems than having to take medication to get pregnant.

This waiting game is frustrating. Hearing about this friend’s new baby, or this cousin that just found out she’s having a girl, or that husband’s coworker’s wife that gets pregnant at the drop of a hat just makes me want to scream sometimes. But I sit back and I think about how my life was before I met my husband. I was miserable.

Now I’m happy and loved. Babies will come in time.

That is all for tonight.

Have a wonderful Monday!


Thursday 12 April 2012


Today’s snack: Brie and the most amazing waterwheel australian crisp bread.

“Don’t give up.”

I was reading a wonderful book called “Every Drunken Cheerleader, Why Not Me?” by Kristine Waits. She stated what I have been told countless times by everyone from my sweet mother in law to the cashier at the local market.

“Don’t give up.

Doesn’t anyone know how brutally obvious that is? Like I’m just gonna throw up my hands and say “I QUIT!”?

No ma’am. Not this southern girl.

I will not give up.

This month is my break from the medication I take. This month I get to enjoy myself and not worry about how much caffeine I’m drinking (or eating). I don’t have to worry about laying flat after intercourse. I don’t have to worry about stupid hot flahes or mood swings ( my poor husband!).

I am thankful for this month.

I hate this month.

I feel so helpless this month.

All my planning is “next month” this and “next month” that. Frankly, I’m sick of this.

I hate my body on days like this.

Why can’t you work right?!?!

I know it’s nothing personal, but don’t you ever feel like this? All you want is a baby, and the universe is doing everything it can to stop you.

If I were religious, I’d be praying constantly.

If I were indeed mad, like the silly title of this blog indicates, I’d probably have gone on a Tri-state shooting spree by now. (I’m joking)

For now, I guess I’ll just keep on waiting. Keep on loving my husband. Keep on enjoying uninterrupted sleep.

Thanks for reading