Okay so I'm a cry baby. Always have been, always will be and it dosn't really bother me...usually. Ever since I started taking estrace I've been even more of a cry baby. I see a commercial, I cry, I watch Extreme makeover Home addition, I cry, you get the picture. So Friday was our 10 day check at the clinic, first the couldn't find a vein, I cried. The the ultrasound: 9mm with three lines (whatever that means) H went in with me for the ultrasound and I'm paraiding around in only my bra and shirt when she asks: do you mind if I'm in here? I just laughed...I'm not a shy girl. So H and the technician and nurse are talking the ling about numbers and lines and I have no clue what they're talking about....this is my first time you know. So after all is said and done back to the waiting room where I ask H for a translation lol. The meeting with Dr. L is great he said "not only do your have a Beautiful womb but you have a wonderful lining too." So Monday the 30 is transfer day. Woot woot! I got to meet with another Dr. to learn how to give myself the progesteron in oil shots. I find this a little difficult, not the needle part, the seeing my butt around my boobs part. So I have to do it one handed because I need one hand to squish in my boob and move it out of the way. I'm also on Doxocylin now too. So after we leave the big city I took H down to the "cottage art studio" where I paint and show my art. Then we get back to my house and OMG I walk in my apartment and there are big gaping holes where the windows and slider used to be. Aparantly they are giving mew new windows but the just took all the old ones and frames out then left. I was freaking out (and crying) I've got three cats and one of them is just a baby (was born 8 weeks ago) So then H tries to do some organizing of my place but every time she touched something I practically freak (I'm a little hormoned out at the moment) So then she accidently see's part of this gift/ surprise I had bought for her, so while balling my eyes out I show it to her. Its a sticker/scrap book for mommy's to be to detail the pregnancy and stuff leading up to baby. (like a baby book but for the pregnancy) I thought it would be a great gift for her and I to fill in together. This way she has a "rememberence" to know what its like to be pregnant to term. Anyways. I'm so excited...is this really happening? Monday, Wow. As of Monday I'll be PUPO. All I can say is: WOW. (damn I'm crying again)
Single again gal, whose had two children of her own and is trying to help someone else on their struggle through infertility.
The way I see it #21:
People need to see that, far from being an obstacle, the worlds diversity of languages, religions, fertility (infertility) and traditions is a great treasure, affording us precious opportunities to recognize ourselves in others.