Ramping Up!

So in the past week, we've made a lot of progress towards il bel bambino!

1. We have a calendar!!! Whoohoo. Cartwheels and cheers over here! The transfer is scheduled for July 20th which would make me due on April 7th. And now I'm shaking my head that I've already calculated the due date because I feel so sure that this will work. There is a slight possibility that I'm setting myself up for a huge fall if it's a BFN. Eh, that's the way I roll.

2. We have tickets! E and I will be headed down to SoCal for fourteen days of sun and fun with my family.....and, hopefully a wonderfully successful transfer. Granny will be headed back with us to help me with E on the plane.

3. We have meds in the mail! Have I told you how much I appreciate the difference in price for transfer meds versus a full cycle? Awesome!

Yippee!

Whew mom. There was a lot of cheer in those exclamation points. I think I'm tired after reading that. 

xoxo

Are you ready...

for CD1?

While we haven't wrapped up the contracts yet, we are going ahead with the the planning for il bel bambino (aka baby #2). With a few short emails written from my phone over the past week, I got my very own prescription for birth control pills to start today. I admit that this got me pretty excited because 1) I don't have to bleed for a billion days. Yay for me! 2) I get to start on another amazing journey.

I've got a lot of emotions swirling around me regarding this cycle. I'll try to sum them up.

I'm grateful. I'm grateful to just to have the chance to add a child to our family while also gaining an amazing connection with another family. I'm grateful that E will have a sibling and more 'cousins' to add to the list of people who love him.

I'm terrified. I often think of disrupted adoptions. Someone chooses a couple and then changes their mind. A very tiny illogical part of me is afraid that the couple will change their mind to share their embryos with us.

I'm joyful. Having E in my life fills me with joy at the most unexpected times...hearing his belly laugh, feeling the warmth of him while he curls up next to me, dancing to the Wiggles... I can't wait to have this joy x 2. Is it even possible to be that happy?

I'm scared. I'm scared that my cervix will fail me (better tie that sucker tight doc!)

I'm hopeful. I see pictures of the children from the family who chose us, and I just feel full of hope. What's he going to look like? Will he have that fantastic grin? Will she have that soft pink glow?

All I know now is that with this little birth control pill, it has started. Whootwhoo!

xoxo

Spilt Milk

This morning I took the top off of E's sippy cup, put it on the counter, and turned around to get the milk out of the fridge.

E decided to counter surf and this happened...

Classic. I'm such a mean mom, I stopped to take a picture. :D

He was obviously fine and off on his merry way a few minutes later to drink his milk on the porch in the backyard. Thankfully the final icy patch melted last week!

xoxo

Obnoxious.

I've been really dying to tell you the details of our match, but I'm waiting for our contract to be complete before I share. So instead, you get some TMI from me.  Fair warning. 

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I've never had a regular period. My periods fall under the category of metromenorrhagia which means that I have excessive or prolonged bleeding at irregular intervals. So, I can bleed for seven to forty-five days and then have another period a week or maybe three weeks later. It's really obnoxious. Not only does it reek havoc on my sex life, but it also makes it really hard to be prepared. Thankfully I got turned onto the diva cup last year which keeps me from spending obnoxious amounts time in el bano. 

The only thing the doctors can do about it is put me on birth control pills. Yeah...so obviously that hasn't been an option for the last year. 


So tonight, after bleeding for almost three weeks and dieting like mad (11 pounds so far!), I found myself standing at the kitchen island eating these....

fresh raspberries along with a dab of...

Can you blame me?


xoxo


Photos courtesy of http://www.vonthunfarms.com/spring and http://www.nutellachocolate.com

Comment...

This morning I got a random comment on a post I wrote a few weeks after E was born about the stank eye he gave me after his circumcision. The anonymous commenter said, "Why do you circumcise him? To make him look "patriotic" and "American"?"


I'm not sure quite how I should take this. Was this a person trying to turn the words American and patriotic into an insult? Was this person truly curious?


I must admit that my first thought was that someone was trying to insult us for this decision. If so, whoever you are, please go suck this patriotic popsicle. 

If by chance, you were truly curious as to why we would do such a thing.... I grew up in a religious community in which circumcision was traditional. AND I think it's appropriate that a son match his dad. If my husband had strong feelings against it, I would have let him make that decision. 


So there you go.


xoxo

to do...

I have just a few more things on my to do list.
The list that will happily bring me to the end of a degree.
A degree that started when E was just a few months old and is now ending as we head towards baby #2.
A baby we would be headed to much faster if my impatience ruled the world.
But alas, it doesn't.
My lawyer and phone tag does.

xoxo

A note from E

Hi Hi hi hi

My auntie is here! Even with an ear infection, I'm all smiles for her.

O'tay I'm off to play!

xoxo