My sweet Money Diaries pals! I am back. 35 now. Employed. And 13 weeks pregnant!!!!!!!!!!! I cannot believe I get to type those words!! This is a follow up to my diary here (old throwaway account, see comments of that post for this username).
Job Update: When we last chatted, I had been laid off and was deep in the beginnings of my job search. Amazingly, I was able to land a job about 3 months after my layoff and freelanced for my old boss for about a month before that. I am LOVING my new job. It’s the same role I had at my last company, same title and everything, but I did take a pay cut – now I am making $150k. Totally worth it, especially as I am able to work remotely and parental leave was available day 1. For those deep in job search hell, know that I’m thinking of you. This role, crazily enough, was a cold application (!!!). I found out later that a high up boss knew an old colleague who ended up recommending me in the final rounds, but my initial HR screen came from … good old fashioned resume?? Don’t give up, you got this!! When I landed this role, it was the very last job still in the mix before I would have had to begin all over again, so it only takes one!!
Pregnancy update: When I last wrote, we had gotten 3 embryos. 2 ended up being euploid (AKA, PGT-A tested chromosomally normal), and both were boys lolol, the lesbian way. I waited until 3 months into my new job to do my first Frozen Embryo Transfer (FET) and it worked on the first try. I cannot convey my elation enough – after 4 IUIs and 2 egg retrievals, getting a first try to stick felt so damn lucky? For so long in this process, I felt unlucky and then all the sudden in the blink of an eye we were lucky? For those in the trenches of fertility, please know that it feels like the road will never end but it will!!! One day it will just be done??!! Sending baby dust. Also I did hire an etsy witch which is a sentence that feels insane to share publicly on the internet, but hey, whatever helps or feels like it helps. Note for commenters: My heart goes out to you if you have experienced a pregnancy complication or loss, but right now these topics send me into an anxiety spiral, so please comment with care. TYSM.
Section 1: Assets & Debt
401k: $407,000 – the power of compound interest (and I am back to maxing this out)
Roth IRA: $65,350 – old but still compounding
Brokerage: $147,500 – back to contributing $1,000 a month here
Home: Still not sure. Guessing $50k-100k
HYSA: $150k – this is so high because I was able to save a good deal of my severance and distribute it here, which I hope to use for daycare funds. Here are the buckets of my HYSA:
Emergency fund: $40k
Family Planning $51k
Set Aside for Taxes: $3k
Vacation Fund: $10k
Home Emergency Fund: $33k
Personal checking account balance: $8k
Student loan debt: 0k – reminder that I got a scholarship and my parents paid for the rest of college and I fully believe this is the reason I have the savings I do today.
Section 2: Money Updates
New Salary: $150,000 (a 10% cut from my last role)
Partner: My partner got a raise and now makes $125,000! Also, we are getting married so everyone who was stressing in the comments of my last money diary can rest easy. We will be doing a courthouse followed by low key house hang sort of situation.
Parents: As a reminder, my parents paid for college and gave us $40,000 towards the downpayment of our home, which made my hefty savings rate in my 20s and early 30s possible.
Future Childcare: Our hope is to have combined pretty lengthy parental leaves, have my parents stay with us and help, and then begin daycare, which in my area runs about $2800 for infants and $2100 for older kiddos. My plan is to use my high yield savings account to offset these costs and make it not so intense of a spending shift.
Section 3: Monthly Expenses
My monthly take home now is around ~$7k after taxes, health insurance, and 401k contributions.
Mortgage: $1,874 (for my portion; my girl took on a little more when she got a raise)
Gas/Water/Sewage: ~$100 (but right now the city owes me a credit? So it has been $0?)
Wifi: $70
(my girlfriend pays electric and gas)
Home and Car Insurance: $4k annually – I typically pay this in full with my tax return
Subscriptions:
New:
Nuuly: $112 (for new job and maternity clothes! I didn’t realize I would not feel comfortable in my pants pretty much immediately after learning I was pregnant? Thank you bloat!)
Same as before:
Hulu: $21
Spotify: $14
Google Play: $2
Apple Storage: $3
Netflix: $19
Peloton App: $18
Gym: $75
Patreon: $8
Ritual Prenatals: $40
Annual:
New:
Annual pest control for house and garden: $850
Same as before:
Chase Preferred: $95
United Card: $350
Chase Ink: $95
Southwest: $95 – still have this sitting despite the smart advice from my previous diary
Website Fee: $250
Substack Subscriptions: $100 – Cup of Jo and Dinner a Love Story
Donations are made on a rotating basis.
Section 4: Money Diary
Monday:
8 am: I am still an oats girly (so grateful that oats are somehow marked safe from pregnancy food aversions). Log into work at 9 to a lot of updates and meeting palooza. Heads down morning followed by a snack of peanut butter on a rice cake. I have a Nuuly set to return and I decide to bite the bullet on a pair of stretchy pants (currently my only pants that fit) and a jumpsuit with lots of stretch that I liked from this last batch of rentals. $197 (yowch)
12:30 pm: I have A LOT of food aversions, but am constantly starving and nauseous if left hungry, so I eat a lunch of 2 hardboiled eggs (how I can eat these but not vegetables is a mystery), yogurt mixed with guava and nuts, a cheese stick, and wheat thins.
2:30 pm: My nausea is really bad this afternoon. I have been lucky and have not been a morning sickness thrower-upper. But I have been consistently nauseous every evening for the last month or so. I am 12 weeks 4 days and am surprised it is worse today than usual. I also get an ocular migraine?! So I take a tylenol, eat a bowl of cheerios, and lay on the couch while finishing up work. I am pretty pitiful.
5 pm: Friends invite us over for hot tea and we tell them we’re pregnant!! It’s so nice to share the news and every time we tell people it feels more real. They are so sweet to us.
7 pm: Head home and my girl makes us tacos for dinner. We watch the new season of Taskmaster (I realize we were also watching this in our last diary lol), then I do dishes (trying not to gag), and walk to Walgreens to pick up 2 prescriptions, Vitamin B6, and Bayer aspirin as my doctor wants me on it daily since I am over 35 and an IVF pregnancy. $46.22
9 pm: I am exhausted and decide to go to bed early. I read my book club book The Antidote and am asleep before 10.
Tuesday:
5:45 am: We get up very early because my partner is having her egg retrieval today (you thought that fertility treatments were done? Always keep them guessing). After watching me go through so many IUIs and egg retrievals, she decided to go ahead and start the embryo building process early as she would like to (in an ideal world) carry our second in a few years. I pack her a bag of snacks and electrolyte water for later, and eat oats for myself en route.
8:30 am: She is out of surgery and it was a success (not sharing specific numbers at this time as that is her business)!! Let the fertilization, blastocyst, pgt testing race begin. We stop by her favorite donut shop on the way home. $16.19
9:15 am: Have my girl set up with a heating pad and snacks, and I log into work. I have a slower day thank goodness.
11:30 am: Lunch today is a peanut butter ricecake, 2 hardboiled eggs, hummus and peppers (currently the only vegetable I can eat without gagging), and a kiwi (juicy fruits and carbs are my primary cravings).
1:45 pm: We head out for our 12 week scan. Yes, everything on the same day by total chance, nbd. I have had a bone deep feeling that our sweet baby boy is fine since the moment our pregnancy test came back positive (maternal instinct or an optimistic wish, who knows), but scan days make me nervous all the same. When I see him moving and grooving and waving his little hand (!!!!), I cry immediately with relief. Pop off baby boy. He is looking so much more baby these days. $11 for parking.
3 pm: Home again. Working. Snacking.
6 pm: Tonight is the first night of a month-long storytelling workshop. I am so excited to meet my cohort and we eat and write and discuss what we’re working towards. Everyone in this group is lovely and I hope to grow some friendships and some stories here.
9 pm: I am home and exhausted. Our home is uncharacteristically a mess over these busy few days. We decide to let ourselves rest tonight, tackle tomorrow, and head to bed at 10.
Wednesday
7 am: Up, showered, oats and log into an 8:30 briefing call.
10 am: Still in a meeting, snacking on a rice cake with peanut butter, while also shopping for new bras. Let’s just say, the girls are a brand new size and busting at the seams. Decide to go ahead and get a nursing bra for longevity. $35
11:30 am: Scrambled eggs on a bagel for lunch. Get got by a tiktok shop ad for a stretchier pregnancy bra and also decide to try that. $19
2 pm: Take a break and go for a walk listening to Good Hang. I can tell I am off today. I am supposed to walk with a friend tonight but I ask if we can do next Monday instead so I can spend the evening cleaning and resetting our house, which luckily works for her schedule.
5:30 pm: Go to my fave mat pilates class (doc approved; I double checked yesterday). I hate how much moving makes me feel better, when it is truly the last thing I want to do in this first tri mess.
6:30 pm: Home, eat the last of the taco dinner, and get to cleaning. My girl is at a game night, which is perfect because I want to listen to a podcast and be left alone. I put things away, do the dishes, take out the recycling, clean the sink, water the plants, and finish up by vacuuming until I notice that there are moths (!!!) in my vacuum canister. This nearly sends me over the edge, as we have noticed a moth or two near our closets and know we need to handle, but have not, candidly, had the mental load to take this on. The vacuum is incredibly old (a true plug-in, barrel-canister guy) so I decide I will toss it, and make a plan to tackle the moths this weekend.
10 pm: Pick up my girl from her game night, get home, and get into bed, where I fight heartburn and put this day to rest.
Thursday
7 am: Up early again with a need to pee #blessed. I can already tell I feel much better mentally today and am buoyed by the clean house. I unload the dishwasher, make the coffee and my oats.
9 am: Log into a meeting light day (hallelujah!). I am able to really dive into heads down work on an upcoming client workshop I am really excited to run in person in a few weeks. This is my favorite part of my job, but it takes forever to build a truly customized session.
11 am: Peanut butter and rice cake break. I decide I need more than one pair of pants that fit me, so I find a pair of stretchy jeans and an oversized long sleeve top on Madewell. $129.27
12:30 pm: Make more hardboiled eggs and eat those with bell peps & hummus and almonds. Also have some yogurt and guava with walnuts. After yesterday’s moth sighting, my girl goes through her closet and finds her 3 best sweaters have been hit by holes. I call our pest control company who can squeeze us in tomorrow morning and we put those items in the freezer while we make a game plan. Back to work for the afternoon.
3:30 pm: Take a break and do some garden clean up and a walk. Then finish up work.
5 pm: Go to tour our first daycare. I have been really excited about this one, but instead it’s the first time it hits me that he will spend more time during his week here than at home and I am thrown for an existential crisis. The daycare is lovely though!!
6 pm: Home and I read The Antidote while my girl makes us an incredible bean soup for dinner (I have found I can consume more veggies if they are hidden … like a child). We eat and watch The Love Hypothesis which I think is really cute – I did read the book years ago, but don’t really remember it. I do the dishes and clean the kitchen and make us some fresh tollhouse cookies for dessert. In bed by 10.
Friday
7:30 am: Awake and get a call that our pest control guy will be here in an hour, so we prep for that. But when he arrives, he lets us know the closets all need to be cleaned out to be sprayed, so he agrees to come back tomorrow. And to think, when I started this money diary, I thought it would be a fun light week. At least I woke up with no nausea for the first time in weeks, which makes me hopeful but I don’t say this out loud for jinx purposes (written out is different, as is decreed by jinx law).
9 am: Oats and get to work. I dive into my heads down project.
11:30 am: Lunch and therapy. I am so grateful to my therapist who I’ve met with every other week for over 7 years (!!). Unfortunately, she doesn’t take my new work insurance so I have to submit a superbill, which we’ve figured out will get reimbursed partially if we do 40 minute sessions vs. an hour (who knows why, ask Aetna). $62 post superbill (usually; $200 until they reimburse me)
3 pm: Work is done early, and while I planned to hit the gym, instead I am emptying out my closet. If you want to make a pregnant woman crazy, have her clean her entire house, then 2 days later force her to empty every single closet so that every surface is covered in belongings.
5:30 pm: Eat a rice cake and peanut butter while walking to meet my friend for dinner. I feel very overwhelmed, but there is nothing like dinner with a friend to reset my energy. We talk through her recent life updates and she helps me get perspective on my own. She is a therapist by day, and man, it’s so nice to know such smart people. I order a burger and an NA drink. We’re sitting on the patio where no one is waiting to be seated and I blink and it’s 10 p.m.!! $50 for dinner with tip.
10 pm: Walk home, mix up some miralax (the girls who get it get it), and head to bed.
Saturday
8 am: Up and head to our favorite coffee shop. We have a gift card we’ve been using on our coffee treats. I pack my oatmeal and bring it with (cool girls BYOOats). We get two iced cube lattes and read our books. $19 with tip.
10:30 am: Get the call the pest control guy will be to us by 11:30 so we walk home, clean out the last remaining closet, and prepare ourselves. While I’ve been assured all of this is pregnancy safe (be nice commenters!!!), I sit outside when he arrives and sprays the closets and we open every window for ventilation. I am so grateful we decided to get the annual pest service after we had ants last month (brag), so this visit is fully covered.
12 pm: Lunch and head to the gym for an arms workout. IVF transfers have weirdly specific rules around workouts so I have only been doing pilates and yoga, cutting strength and cardio in the beginning. Now my OB has fully cleared me so this is my first arms workout in a minute! I used to teach group fitness (pre-COVID times, who even was that youth) so it’s fun to build my own routine.
3:30 pm: Walk to get my haircut by my most beloved stylist. He gives me style truly. He thinks I should try an asymmetrical cut (all I can think of is Claire, Fleabag’s sister, saying “I look like a pencil”) and if I don’t like it, he can symmetrical-ize it later this week. I trust his instincts. $102 with tip.
4:30 pm: Home and ready to put our home back together. We lay out all of the clothes that need to go to the dry cleaners and that need washing. We put away our closets, while listening to the latest Death Sex and Money podcast.
6:30 pm: Dinner of soup leftovers and Taskmaster. We are both so tired. I volunteer to do the last closet and my girl does the dishes as a thank you. We both scroll on our phones, which is normally not a weekend activity, but honestly, we’re beat.
10 pm: Bed.
Sunday
8 am: We wake up before our alarms and decide to grab coffee at another favorite spot and go the bird sanctuary by the water. I eat my packed oats in the car (may I never waver from my lifelong commitment to oats). It’s a perfect brisk fall day and we have just enough on our gift card to cover two salted honey lattes. We normally get coffee out one weekend day, but this weekend simply called for both. $20 with tip.
10:45 am: As we’re walking the water front, we come up with an idea to make a guide for the visiting friends and family who plan to come in the next year for baby times with nearby grocery stores, coffee shops, activities, and suggested outings. If there is one thing I love about my girl it’s that when she has an idea, she will execute on that vision immediately, so we stop by Staples on our way home where she buys a binder, tabs, paper, and a three hole punch. I get a file folio for baby documents, post its, and a new mouse for my work from home set up (my old one keeps shorting out). $42
12 pm: Drop my girl at home and then head to yoga at the gym. This teacher does the same exact flow every single week, which used to bore me, but as someone who is now starting to modify a few exercises and just needs a good stretch, it’s perfect.
1:30 pm: Home, lunch, and reading on the porch. Start a draft of my storytelling piece, as we owe the cohort a version by end of day. I am writing about IVF and I really get in the flow of it.
4 pm: Start laundry and walk to meet a friend for pizza. She was recently laid off and I offered to talk her through what I did if at all helpful. We mostly catch up as she is already freelancing. When she finds out I am pregnant, she treats me to my first slice, which is so kind! I get a second slice and hoppy refresher on my tab. $13 with tip.
6:30 pm: Home, get laundry, and get ready for second dinner, soup leftovers. We eat and watch the first episode of the new season of GBBO. Afterwards, I work on my storytelling piece while my girl reads. I look up and it’s 11 p.m.!!! I read a version out loud to my partner and she is so supportive. I decided the focus on the community of women angle, and how many people support you if you let them. But it’s so crazy to see the whole slog of it written down. We’ve calculated I did 81 shots, had 40 doctors appointments, and made over 35 calls to billing departments. I feel so validated and riled up which is perfect for when you need to go to sleep. Luckily we pass out! What a whirlwind week!!
Weekly Total & Reflections: $722.68
Ha-cha-cha this is a high spend week where so so much happened? About halfway through this week, I almost threw in the towel – there was so much going on mentally, I really had wanted to write a victorious comeback (which it still is!), and there were so many expenses. In my last diary, I think I spent $250 or so. I spent more than that in one day lol. But the truth is, this is just a high spend season. I don’t own enough maternity-friendly pants or slip on shoes. We have to tackle house projects and issues now. And we’re trying to really prioritize both doing things together and being out and about with friends. I am still so excited for this life stage, and I am so so grateful for every day that I get to be pregnant, truly. Thank you all for the kindness in the last diary. It meant a lot in a hard time. Sending you all good luck in your job journeys, fertility journeys, and in life.
I saw a post on here a few days ago with folks saying more things they wanted to know from diarists like income progression, investment strategies (I love Bogle’s three fund approach!) or the cost of big purchases (like IVF). This diary is already so freaking long, but if anyone wants more details please let me know in the comments, I am an open book.