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

Despite the breakup of winter, my yard is still buried in snow. Each day the sun makes a little progress is melting the snow away creating little holes across my icy lawn. Water has started trickling down my gutters which makes me contemplate buying E some rain boots.

I am five weeks away from finishing my second masters. My to-do list still overwhelms me a little, but I see some pinpricks of light that signal the end of this torture!

Over the last week, I have gone from shell-shocked to bursting with joy over our match. I'll be sharing more deets with you soon. For now, the doc has approved the embies, and we retained a lawyer to draw up our contract. Now we wait for the contract and shipping. 

In the meantime, I'm returning the single umbrella stroller I bought a few weeks ago. I'm just hoping we need something a little different...

xoxo

Spring in Alaska

Welcome to Spring!

How long do you think it will take for the snow to melt?

xoxo

M is for...

M is for matched.

Miraculously matched with six magical embryos through blogging.

Who would have ever thought it could happen?

I'm going to try to be a mom again.

xoxo

Baking!

One of the things I've been so looking forward to doing with E is baking. I must admit I felt a little bit brave handing over control of the whisk to a 17 month old...but, it was FUN! We tackled a simple yogurt cake with a blackberry puree mixed in from the leftover baby food!

My big boy standing on the step stool! All of the supplies are out and ready to go here!

The measuring cup was his fave! 

Do you notice that the flour is now all over! :D

Hmm...blackberry puree makes it so tasty!

I'm so tired mommy. Can you clean up?

Kind of funky looking, but yummy!

xoxo

:)

So I heard back from the super generous blogger who is sharing her embryos with a family. I no longer feel awkward. :D

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To make your day a little brighter....this is our walk to the mailbox.

Such happy little steps.

xoxo

Ouch.

Today, I opened up the mail and found a baby shower invitation.

Ya know, the kind that I had no f'ing clue was coming.

Because I had no f'ing idea that she was pregnant.

And she knows all about what we went through to get E.

If I'm important enough to be invited to your baby shower, I think I rate a simple FB message at some point.

I called my sister and left a ranting message.

Then I called my husband and vented for about 30 seconds. 

And then I felt better. 

My husband was pretty amused at my brief flip out. What made him laugh was that I stopped him when he started to explain it away. As I told him, I get it. I get that there are a ton of explanations. I'm not even mad. But I just needed to yell "ouch" when I got b---- slapped! 

xoxo