There's good news, and there's bad news.
The good news: Hair appointment went incredibly well. I went to a salon that specialises in colour, since it's the colour and condition of my hair that was worrying me. I paid money to see the daughter of the original owner, who now has her own hair care line. She was fantastic. She spent a good 10 minutes just sitting with me before we started, looking at my hair, discussing what I wanted, offering different ideas, before coming to a strong recommendation about what I should do. She said it will take six months, but that this course of action will get my hair back to better condition and look much more natural and professional. Fab. She was just a nice, thoughtful person - to the extent that when she noticed that the manicurist had moved my chair so that I could no longer reach my tea, she came back across the salon to move my chair closer.
She also got me in to see the best stylist in the place, who was good. He cut my hair a little too short, but since the idea is to get it back into great condition, I'm not going to miss the frizzy ends that much. It grows quickly, anyway. I left feeling beautiful.
Other good news: we've managed to have sex three times in the last four nights, and I ovulated yesterday. So if we have any hope of conceiving on our own, we've given it the best shot yet. Two of the evenings had the potential to be stressful as H got worried, but we eventually managed to both stay calm and enjoy things. Keep your fingers crossed.
Bad news: the bloody acupuncture place didn't put my appointment in the diary, so I rushed there on Friday to find they had no record of me. And of course they're incredibly busy so they had no way to fit me in. It was really disappointing. I'll think about doing it again, but not this month - it will be too hard to find time for the appointment.
A question. What do you all do about exercise? I love working out, although I'm crap at finding the time for it. In reading all your blogs I see all kinds of advice about exercise in the 2ww - from do whatever you like, to put your feet up and don't even walk much. Any ideas as to what beliefs underpin those different pieces of advice? My trainer has trained a lot of pregnant women and she says just to keep your heart rate under 140 (which means I can't run, bummer), and to miss out on the roundhouse kicks when we're kick boxing. Dr Candour said do what you're used to, just don't let yourself get dehydrated. I sweat a lot but I drink a lot of water, so that shouldn't be a big problem. I'd really appreciate some opinions.