This just in!

We have three embryos on ice.  To me it feels like the equivelant to falling down into a comfy recliner with a good book.  I’m at ease knowing that there’s one more chance perhaps even two if this is a bust.  I’m thankful.  I’m hopeful.  *big sigh of relief*

Home

So, I missed this place.  It just wasn’t the same over at The Next Chapter.  However, you can find a whole bunch of information over there about my donor egg IVF cycle.  The reason I moved there was for privacy.  However, it didn’t quite work.  So, if I’m going to be out there, I might as well be comfortable in my surroundings.  Right?  It feels like coming home.  Now all I need is warm cup of tea, a blanket to snuggle with, and some good news.

I feel so weird lately.  Not weird in the obsessively boob poking hoping for any kind of symptom sort of way.  I feel more like the I’m relieved that this is happening, and whatever will be will be and I can’t do a damn thing about it so why obsess about it even knowing that I will not matter what sort of way.  Did my run-on sentence make any sense?  No?  It didn’t to me either.  I guess all I can say to sum it up, “I’ve got two embryos in me.  It’s weird.  I want this more than anything.  I’m terrified it won’t work, but hopeful that it will.”  So, there you have it.

In a great effort to ignore all that I’m feeling, I’m headed out to buy curtains for my home that is still littered with moving boxes.  Perhaps soon enough I will have some before and afters of the place to showcase our efforts.  Back to waiting for information about those darn embryos and if there were any to freeze!