Saturday, October 31, 2015
Always something... another bump in the road
Tuesday, October 27, 2015
Spring Chicken
Now we just have to pray that Dr. Miller can control everything and make the eggs mature enough to create mature embryos with Matt's little swimmers! I'm still taking my medicine and we will hear back more on Thursday. Keep praying for us, for her, and that gods hands are in Dr. Miller as well.
Friday, October 23, 2015
Moving right along!
Tuesday, October 20, 2015
Pharmacies wasting my time
Saturday, October 17, 2015
Round 5
Monday, October 12, 2015
Welcome to Holland Aunt Flo
WELCOME TO HOLLAND
When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."
"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."
But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.
So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.
It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.
But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.
Thursday, October 8, 2015
Praying for that Dang Period
Well I wouldn't say I am that excited but I did hear some great news. As long as my period comes this weekend or early next week (no pressure right?) I should be all set to start in vitro via donor egg starting the end of October. GULP!! So soon right? That's kind of what I thought when the nurse told me the good news. I was expecting the end of November at the rate things were going.
Our donor had travel plans for Thanksgiving so we are trying our best to avoid having her stimulated into the holidays or else we might get pushed back until January, and I really don't want that to happen. So once my period comes I am going to be pumped full of hormones (3 birth control pills per day) to alter everything so she can start her stimulation meds and I can start my meds and we can align everything up.
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