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In everyone’s heart there is an ugliness. The ugly sleeps deep, where some of us might not know it exists. More often than not, we know of the ugliness and we keep it hidden, secret. The ugly is a part of us many are not proud of, or try to convince ourselves is not true. [...]
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I got the call last night: I am all good to go for the FET cycle. No need for me to worry any more about the crazy blood work, my lining woes…Now it’s just ten days of estrace. I go in for my “is it time to transfer” check on the 30th. And I was [...]
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Latest vlog post of the week. I answer a question about motherhood. This is also my 1st video with a tad better lighting and a tad fewer annoying effects. (I know, I know…I just had to get that stuff out of my system.)
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So remember last month how my lining was kind of thick at my baseline ultrasound? Oh and remember that time in 2007 when the lab called me to tell me that I tested positive for Hep C? Right. Second verse, just a bit too close to the first. I had my baseline scan on Tuesday [...]
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I just bought a kite. Seriously. THIS is how much I am embracing Spring. I am usually a gal who hates change. I prefer things to go as scheduled, but this Spring has been almost amusing with its defiant reluctance to commit to the norm. One day I am bundling W and myself up in [...]
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The ride begins tomorrow. First ultrasound of the cycle scheduled in the morning. I feel so ready to begin. I have released a lot of the stress and anxiety from last month. I spent the weekend cleaning the house – you should see the bags of trash and all of the bags I have ready [...]
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Saturday night I took my final scheduled progesterone pill. I also stopped, as scheduled, my estrace. Now I just wait for the inevitable cycle day one and merge into the freeway of the FET cycle.
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W asks every morning when it is “his turn” again for a birthday. He also goes into an epic whimper when hearing it is someone else’s birthday. Today is one of his teacher’s birthdays and this weekend we will be going to a birthday party for a friend of his from school. His response? “It’s [...]
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I grew up in a very affluent community outside of Manhattan, attending private school with the filthy rich. My family was not rich. We were comfortable. When I started high school, I was a small, awkward kid with the looks and maturity of a 12 year old. I wasn’t unhappy when I got there. Merely [...]
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