Bow Babies

Look how big they are getting!! And TEETH!!!

The Way Things Are: An Explanation

 

Some Intended Parents may be feeling a bit blue about how they are… feeling… right now. I made a handy dandy chart to clear things up, with an internet-hug bult in.

It’s A Pain in My Ass.

So the last 10 mornings have looked a little something like this:

Some of you know the balance that was required to get this ridiculous picture. Pinch-poke-balance-shoot ( and shoot again. damn that over flash!) plunge.  Luckily, carrying twins, albeit tiny ones, has left me with a nicely saggy pouch up front to do these AM Lupron shots, which have turned out to be a piece of cake. Super tiny needle, just a little bit of itch, no big deal. Except for the bitch. There is a whole lot of bitch in my house lately. I’ve said a lot of “because Mommy is Grumpy, and I don’t want to spank you” this week. It’s been fun.

But! Last night! We got a little bit of this!

Cooking the rump roast and warming the poke…………

With this fancy schmancy butt-cooker. Jaymee mailed me a FANTASTIC box stuffed full of feel-good-goodness, and this was one of the gifty-poos located inside. It’s a heat pack. I’ve also got a matching cool-pack and a gajillion home pregnancy tests ( and rainbow socks. Because they’re fancy. )

All of this in preparation for things like this:

The first of many dimple-place-pokes. We started Estrogen last night and am I giving a WHOOP now! I’m told the side effects of that F*^#ING awesome stuff we call Lupron will fall to the gutter now that I’ve started estrogen, and that makes me smile. A lot. Whereas before it was kind of a grimace from headache and general assholeish-ness. I’m excited. Transfer is set for the beginning of November.

So I Shoved a Needle In Mah Belly This Morning…

…… And I LIKED it.

Today was day one of our cycle!!! WHOOP!!! I got up at sparrows fart to shower and get ready for the day a little early, because I had a 7am appointment on Skype with Miss Jaymee and Mr. Dad!  They got to watch my twichiness as I did my first ever belly Lupron injection, and I’ve gotta’ say, it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be! The needle is so thin that I really didn’t feel it, and other then some stinging/itching from the injection it’s self, It was a pretty simple easy task to undertake. Thank gawd, as I’ve got 3 more weeks of this fun stuff and I’ve got to do it early in the AM before kids wake up. I can’t piddly fart around like I do with the big Estrogen and Progesterone shots, getting up the courage to give myself the shot. ( those are BIG. LONG. FAT needles. ) There have been nights where that whole routine, with the heating and the courage grabbing and the injecting and the rubbing take me a good HOUR! So yah, this little tiny belly shot is no biggie! YAY! for first steps!

Please Put Your Seat Backs and Trays in the Upright and Locked Position…

So. We’ve got an egg donor. We’ve got a transfer calendar. And as of yesterday, we’ve got an arse-load (literally) of medications just waiting for a nice warm place to call home…. and on Sunday morning, our ride begins!

 

This has been such an emotional past few months, with so many ups and downs and nail-biter moments, I just can not believe that it’s almost time.

 

 

And I’ll be honest, I’m decently nervous about the Lupron, and whole change in procedure in general. I know what I did last time, and I know it worked… this is all new. I’m a bit on edge about how new it is, and how my body will respond to it. Quite frankly, the nerves have sucked the snark right out of me. ( Sorry. I’m sure the snark will return, along with regular posting, when I get the eff’ over it all.) It feels like there is just so much riding on my body and how it reacts, it’s a lot of weight to worry about. Literally and figuratively. For some reason, I feel the responsibility so much more this time then I did with P-Daddy. It may be because I’m helping a Mama, or maybe it’s just because I really know now, after Ava and Amelia, how much is riding on my bodies willingness to do what it’s told.

But more then anything else? Frikkin’ excited, dude. Yes, I said frikkin’. It is appropriate. The Fed/Ex guy showed up and I was literally bouncing around with glee. Ran right up to my room to tear apart the box and carefully comb through the contents, then ran back down stairs to fling the family in the car so that I could hunt around for the perfect organization for all of my new *toys*.

 

I had *so* much fun with this. Separating everything out, organizing it by item, then need, then ability of my children to access it and compromise the dog with it’s contents…..

Sunday. This show gets on the road officially on Sunday. Whoa, guys. I am totally gonna’ to make a Mama.