I must start off by letting those who are still visiting know just how embarrassed I am, having neglected my little space here on the Web for the past 3 months.  Was it laziness?  Was it severe writer’s block?  Maybe a little of both?  Or maybe something I don’t even know about?  Whatever the case may be, I’ve neglected it.  Big time.

So much progress has been made over the last 12 weeks.  Comforting test results, not so comforting test results confirming recurrent UTI’s, great ultrasound pictures, weight gain (albeit more than I’m happy to admit), and so much more.

Being 25 weeks pregnant is incredible.  Yes you read that right, I’m 25 weeks already.  And every day that goes by that I feel his or her kicks, punches, tumbles and turns packing more intensity is another day I am oh so thankful for.

I have so much to fill you in on besides the above mentioned items.  There’s the not knowing what we are having, besides the fact that it’s a baby; There’s the registry; The nursery; The names; The pictures.  And so much more that I’m leaving out at the moment.   I promise to catch you up on everything.

I also plan on updating the look and feel of this blah blog.  It is so “new” looking and maybe that’s part of the reason I haven’t been involved in it in so long.

I’ll start by posting a picture of the little guy or girl from our level II at 20 weeks…I’m going with guy…I think.  Not becuase of the picture, but because of premonition.

The 13 week Ultrascan Tuesday night was unlike anything I could have ever imagined.  It was phenominal to see every little part of our little baby moving around like, well, a baby.  Every tiny little finger and toe, his foot already looks like a little tiny foot, perfectly shaped.  His arm stretching up as he reaches to put his hand to his mouth.  Amazing.  Surreal actually.  When he calmed down a bit and we wanted to see some more movement before the scan was over, the tech simply prodded my belly with the transducer ever so genltly, and there he went, bouncing around and kicking and punching right back at us.  Truley one of the most amazing experiences I’ve ever had.

I know these pictures aren’t too clear, nothing is better than seeing the screen and picturres in person.  But look at his little chin and tiny nose!  His hand up to his face.  His perfect head and rounded belly.  His spine.  We saw his well formed brain, each tiny leg and arm.  I can go on and on about how amazed I was.  And too peel my eyes away from the screen to take a peak at Eric while he was watching in aww jsut made the experience 10 million times better than as wonderful as wonderful could be.

 Hi!  I’m 12 weeks 5 days old!  I’m watching you…..

I can’t wait for my next appt.  May 6th seems so far away!

Can anyone tell me what I am referring to when I say “4 Weeks”? I’ll make it easy for you…

It is the ridiculous amount of time that ha passed since I’ve updated this blog.  I can’t believe myself.  I have no excuses.

I guess I haven’t had anything much to write about.  And one tip I seem to read over and over again in regards to blogging is, if you don’t have anything to write about, don’t write at all or your audience will hear it the forced post in your words. 

Well, to say I had nothing to write about is probably a bit of a lie.  I mean, I could have written daily about my insane food aversions; like how the thought of handling raw chicken, smelling it cook, and then eating it makes me gag.  Or how much I love peanut butter, jelly and fluff sandwiches now.  Or how pizza is the one staple I can pretty much count on 100% of the time…plain cheese pizza that it.  Extra cheese if I’m feeling frisky!  But truth is, you don’t want to hear about that.  Do you?  Does that interest you?  Please tell me if I’m wrong. 

I could’ve also posted a couple weeks ago about how I woke up one morning to find my waist completely G. O. N. E.  I mean so gone I ran back to check the bed to see if I maybe just left it behind!  But guess what…it wasn’t there.  I am now officially at that awkward phase where strangers in stores don’t know I’m pregnant, instead I just look a bit thick around the waist, as if I’ve gained a few lb’s eating too many tubs of sherbet at night.  So it’s kind of weird.  After all, this is my first stab at this pregnancy thing.  So I don’ know exactly how my body is going to respond and what parts of it are going to be thrown out of whack first.  Today I am 12w2d.

As a matter of fact I went out and bought a Bella Band, and it works wonderfully.  Especially since I bought a pair of jeans a size larger than my normal size and this helps to keep then from falling down past my crack. 

I have a 12 week prenatal appt tomorrow as well as the 13 week ultrascan (genetic testing).  So after not seeing our little one for 4 whole weeks (this is a very long time since we had been having weekly scans with the specialist!) we get to see him or her, finally!  We can’t wait to see how much he or she has grown!  Last time we got a peek inside we were looking at a little embryo the size of a green olive, now we will be taken back by a fetus the size of a lime!  Time certainly is flying!

I will be sure to catch up again tomorrow after the first appt to post a new picture!

I first want to say thank you so much to all of you who left so many wonderful comments for me over the last week!  It is so greatly appreciated!  You’re all so wonderful and I’m glad to know you.

I can’t believe it’s been a week since I’ve posted already.  Time flies when you’re sick.  Take a recurring bladder infection coupled with the never ending Flu, 2 antibiotics, a cough that sounds like I’ve been smoking 3 packs a day my entire life, on top of the first trimester grossness and you’ve got what I’ve been smothered with the past 11 days.  I feel like the walking dead.  I really don’t know how else to explain it. 

I don’t have the energy to do anything productive.  I am starving all the time, but the thought of anything but Honey Nut Cheerios and egg sandwiches turns my stomach so bad that I so fear the dreaded vomit session.  Then I think, maybe if I wouldn’t try so hard not to get sick, then I would feel better?  No, definitely not.  Can’t do it.  I’ve never been a puker, and I’m not about to be OK with becoming one now.

On a much better note.  We had an appt with the OB Monday night, to check things out b/c I had some spotting late last week and over the weekend.  During this visit he did a basic check of the old cervix to make sure she was closed up nicely and a sonogram to take a peek at the little one.  Eric and I were in absolute shock at how much growing the baby has done since last week.  I mean astronomical growth.  Last week all we saw was a tiny blurry dot.  And this week, a little tadpole looking growth.  Beside getting to see the delightful flicker of the heart, this time we got to actually hear it!  It echoed so loudly in the room, it was just wonderful.  Nice and strong and perfect!  Eric says the baby has his heartbeat.  What a peaceful sound it was.  We got a recording of the sonogram and get to bring it back every visit so they can add to it!  Talk about a keepsake!

I’ve already scheduled my 13 week scan and blood for the genetic screening and I have to pop over to the hospital for my first trimester prenatal workup.  Parking there is an absolute bitch, nonexistent actually, so I’m thinking of going tonight when Eric gets home from work, this way he can just drop me off at the door.  I need to have it done before my actual first prenatal visit on Tuesday.

We are thinking of telling our Grandparents and Aunts and Uncles this weekend.  We have to break the news strategically however.  Why?  Because everyone knows eachother.  For example, if we tell my Grandma (my Moms Mom) first, there is a good chance she will tell my Aunt (my Moms sister) who will in turn call her sister in law, who works with and is friends with my other Aunt (my Dads sister) and we certainly don’t want anyone hearing our happy news from anybody other than ourselves.  I don’t think that’s selfish.  I think that is very fair.  After all, everyone else got to share their news when it was their turn right, so now it’s our turn.  If we tell my Granparents who live in Florida first, my Grandma will certainly call my Aunt (my Dads sister) and say something to her.  She has proven herself to not be able to keep a secret.  So we need to pick our visits and phone calls wisely.

Otherwise, not much else has been going on.  Life has been for the most part boring.  Just trying to get over this illness that consumes our house.  Here’s hoping the next 2 weeks will find us fully recovered and enjoying this exciting time to the max!  

I had plenty of ideas of how I was going to let you all know “the scoop”.  But when it came down to it…I’m at a loss.  So I’m just going to put it out there.

Eric and I are expecting a new addition to our family in October; October 21st to be exact! 

There I said it!  PHEW!

I’ve been holding out on spilling the amazing news for so long because it was so early when we found out, as we knew it would be.  And it still is so early.  6 weeks= SUPER EARLY! 

So we actually found out for sure on Tuesday February 12^th (14dpiui #1) when I had my first positive beta, 198.  Two days later (16dpiui #1) it jumped to 490.  One week later (21 dpiui #1) up to 3291.  Now as of yesterday we are over 5000 and they don’t dilute over 5000, so we don’t know the exact number. 

Of course I didn’t wait until the actual first beta.  No.  I started testing at home at 10dpiui.  I got a very faint line that first day.  I wanted to know whether it was still the trigger shot or an actual positive, so I tested again the next day and got a slightly darker line.  The following day I tested again, and en even darker line popped up.  Yup, I was pretty confidant it was real, but Eric kept me grounded and wanted to wait for any excitement until we had the two initial betas to make sure there were numbers and that they were going in the right direction.  Man, were we shocked.  I still am in shock! 

We have only told our parents, and a few very close friends.  We want to wait to tell the rest of our family and friends until we hit the 8 week mark. 

My first sonogram was last Tuesday, with a different doctor.  Long story short, my doctor had an emergency and couldn’t make it to our local office so we had to go to the main office and have our sono by a different MD that we’ve never seen.  He showed us two gestational sacs.  We flipped!  One was exactly half the size of the other so he said it was possible that it would disappear.  On yesterday’s sonogram we only saw 1 sac.  I will also say that the sono machine from yesterday was not nearly as high tech as the one at the main office; I mean the clarity was like night and day.  So my doctor said we will see what next week’s sono shows.  I will take this opportunity to add that both Eric and I are just as happy with one as we are with two.  So we will see what happens.  My gut feeling is that there is just one little one in there.

Yesterday was definitely a milestone.  We got to see how much the sac has grown and got to see the tiny little flicker of our precious little ones heartbeat!  It was the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen!  We both stared at the screen in amazement.  It was an incredible moment for us as parents to be.

So that’s the update.  And that’s why I’m super fanatical about the whole fever thing…See “SICKO” post from earlier today.  I can only take Robitussin DM for my chest congestion and Tylenol ONLY if my fever goes over 101.  I hate to take anything, especially in the first trimester.  But I’m dealing.  Lots of rest and fluids is keeping me going.  No appetite, but I know I have to eat a little something. 

I’ll post the sono pics as soon as I scan them in!

Thank you all for being so patient with me over the past couple of weeks!!  It was well worth the wait, right?

UGH!  I’m sick.  So sick I can’t remember the last time I felt so miserable, physically.  I am the lucky host to a Bladder Infection along with the Flu.  WTF??  How did this happen?  My husband was very sick Saturday through Tuesday, but I’ve been a Lysol queen the past 4 days.  I mean…to the point of choking on it.  But somehow it still got me.  And I must say that Eric has been so incredibly sweet to me, not that that surprises me, because he’s always amazing.  But he’s been super incredibly sweet the past couple days.  He even left the house early today before catching his train, to go get me a new thermometer, b/c ours is not working anymore.  He didn’t come home with one, but two.  He said it was so I can check my temperature with both and compare.  If you haven’t noticed over the past 4 months, I’m fanatical.  So yeah…he’s pretty cool and I think I’ll keep him!My temperature has been between 99.0 and 99.8 over the past day.  My body is ridiculously achy, especially my upper back.  This pretty much just sucks!

So here I sit on the couch with my pillow, blankie, tissues, thermometer, apple juice cut with H2O (yes I’m a child when I’m sick), phone, Lysol and my laptop.  Not to mention I keep having to reconnect because I keep losing service!!  Rrgghhh!  Anyway…

I will be in and out of consciousness today.  I was supposed to go to lunch with Kim over at JoggingInCircles and our awesome friend Fran, to Cheesecake Factory no less- mmmmmmm- but I had to bail.  And it kills me to just sit/ lay here.  But I guess I should look at it as forced relaxation.  After all, I haven’t been sleeping so very well the past couple weeks.

I’ve been saying all winter now, “I wish we would get just one nice snowfall.”…

Well, this morning we here on Long Island woke up to the most beautiful snowfall I can remember in a while.  Each tiny little branch on every single tree has a gorgeous blanket of snow covering it.  I LOVE THAT!  I laid in bed and just watched the snow fall for almost an hour thins morning.  I don’t think there’s anything more peaceful than that.

Yeah the streets are an absolute mess.  As is my driveway (its gravel and therefore really difficult to shovel without ridding the driveway of all its gravel, UGH).  I would say there is about 4 inches out there, which may not seem like a lot compared to other parts of the country, but this is the most we’ve had in quite some time!

I took some pictures to capture the beauty.

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Oh have I been a deadbeat and a half this past week or so!  Damn!  I know this b/c people keep reminding me just how much of a deadbeat I have been.  Don’t worry, I hope to resume normal posting by the end of the weekend!  Woot!

In the meantime, why don’t you mosey on over to eBay and check out my new listings.   You never know, you may find some stuff you need/ want.  I have some brand new things, some still in their original packaging.  Please don’t get all concerned that I have a ‘0′ feedback rating; everyone has to start somewhere and I’m not in the position to go buy things I don’t need or want just to build up a rating.  I’m super honest and reliable; ask anyone who knows me.

**Anyone enjoy Lenox pieces like vases and candle holders?  Get your ass over there!

**Want some brand new glass photo coasters?  What are you waiting for?

**Any Yankee Candle lovers out there?  I just listed a 22oz Housewarmer jar yesterday.

And there is plenty more.  I am also cleaning out my Coach Bag collection, so check back often!  I told you I’ve been cleaning, purging and organizing lately!  I’ve been rather busy.  And I still have tons too tackle.

You will notice an ad over in the left sidebar for my eBay listings.  From there you can check out all of my auctions. 

Happy Bidding!!

Today it is beautiful outside; sunny- definitely windy; but it is supposed to be in the 40’s which is nice compared to below zero earlier this week.  Last year on Valentine’s Day we had a blizzard like none other here on Long Island.  It was super messy.  My boss at the time was stuck in an airplane with his 3 children (all under 6) for 6 hours because of the conditions.  And knowing how bad it was outside, made us sit at work the entire day.  Needless to say the drive home was treacherous.  He didn’t give a shit though…he was going to Florida.  Ass!

Anyway…today is much nicer than it was last year!  Eric and I have no real plans for this evening.  He usually doesn’t get off the train until around 7 or so, and we go out to eat all the time, so we don’t feel the need to go out on Valentine’s Day and spend double what we normally would just because it’s Valentine’s Day.  We usually look for a good recipe (as opposed to a bad one?) and cook together over the weekend.  We set the dining room table real nice and use our fine china and gorgeous drinking glasses and eat like big people.  It’ nice.  We barely use the dining room table, except for when we have company.  Normally we eat breakfast and dinner at the kitchen table.  So it’s great when we actually sit in there.  So that’s what we will do this weekend.  I always look forward to it!

We may stop by our parent’s house to say hello later tonight, but thats still up in the air right now. 

I hope you all have a wonderful day!  Many hugs and hearts go out to all of you!

XOXOXO

I’ve been a bit of a slacker with my blog lately and I apologize to all my wonderful friends, both new and old, who visit regularly to read about me.  I guess I’ve been in a bit of a funk with not many new details to provide about the whole fertility thang and nothing too exciting going on in my everyday life. 

Last night we had great friends over with their two totally adorable little guys for dinner.  I made chicken parmesan with pasta and meatballs for our meal, and then for dessert, some pound cake layered with strawberries and whipped cream.  Delish!  Even better was the good company of our awesome friends and the laughs with their boys.  Have I mentioned how adorable they are?  OK, just checking!  It was a fun night and I think the first time I’ve ever restrained from having alcohol, Rosemount Shiraz to be exact.  Which was kind of weird, but fine with me at the same time.  I actually didn’t miss it.  I saw everyone else drinking and it didn’t bother me, which is awesome.  And I love me some good red wine!  Of course playing safe, I didn’t want to go there; I may as well get used to it now.  Practice makes perfect.

We didn’t do much yesterday during the day.  In the morning we met with my father, our financial advisor, and our attorney up at my dads office to discuss setting up a Trust for Eric’s life insurance policy.  It was awkward, but necessary, especially with children on the horizon.  We had to discuss things about ages money would become available to surviving children and the way it would be distributed to them should something, God forbid, happen to Eric, and then eventually me.  We had to talk seriously about Power Of Attorney stuff and who to appoint after each other, DNR’s and all that morbid talk.  It was emotionally draining.  I don’t like to think about ANY of that, but I suppose it is smart to plan ahead.  And my father is a huge advocate of that, being a financial advisor and all.  After that I did the normal weekend cleaning and then prepared all the food for our before mentioned dinner. 

Oh Yeah!  And Friday night we went to go see 27 Dresses!  Kim now you don’t have to ask me if I’ve seen it yet…LOL.  I’ve wanted to see it for ever now.  It was good, pretty funny but I would wait until it comes out on video if you haven’t already seen it.  Just my opinion.

And now today we are kinda just hanging around.  It’s cloudy and rainy here on Long Island.  And the temperature is supposed to drop as the day goes on.  I really really really wish we would have one good snow fall!  Just one.  It always looks so pretty and then I love to go drive around the neighborhoods to see how beautiful the trees and the houses look covered in snow.  Geeeeek!  I also still have to finish cleaning and purging the upstairs spare bedroom (the one that will eventually be the nursery).  I started last week and have more to purge.  Just very not in the mood right now.  But it’s still very early here, so I’ll get to it. 

In super exciting news…this week we may find out if this cycle was a success.  I have my first beta on Tuesday!  Now, I’ve given this lots of thought, and I’m 99.229% sure I’m not going to post anything about the results for at least a week, whether it is or isn’t positive.  Why?  To protect our innocence and not jinx anything, as dumb as that may sound.  So I’m sorry folks…there will be a bit of a longer wait for you guys before you know anything.  But I have to do what I have to do.  We need to see if things move in a positive direction before yelling from a mountain top that I’m pregnant, if in fact I am. I’m sure you all understand.  I’ll still be posting regularly though…just not about whether I am or am not.  It will be extremely early in the game and I just don’t think I will feel comfortable spreading the word with it being to fresh and fragile.

On the other hand, I have been known to give out Christmas gifts early.  So be sure to check back often because I may not be able to contain myself if I am!

So today kind of sucks…A LOT!  I’m feeling quite miserable, to say the least.  It started this morning when I was laying in bed trying to convince myself to get up.  My back has been bothering me the past few days but I think it has to do with the progesterone supp’s, or at least that’s what I’m attributing it to.  But today, it is terrible soreness, all in my lower back.  I laid there squirming around like a fish out of water, ok maybe not that bad, but you know what I mean.  So needless to say I just did not want to get out of bed.  I know I know, you’re all saying, “hey, you think I want to get out of bed in the morning?”.  But this is like, it takes everything I have, every ounce of energy inside of me, to drag myself out.  It was 8am, and I literally picked my legs up and threw them to the floor.  I was finally up.  But I know in a few hours I will be tired again.  Tired to the point of nodding off.  I have started drinking decaf tea in the morning and caffeinated in the afternoon, to help keep me away until bedtime, which has been earlier and earlier each night.It wasn’t long before my crampiness started in again.  I think this may be a byproduct of the backache?  If that makes any sense.  Either that or it’s again, attributed to the progesterone.  As I sit here in my awesome office chair that I L.O.V.E., usually, I am so ridiculously uncomfortable.  I don’t know what position will leave me feeling better today.  If it’s not sitting and it’s not laying, what then?  I think I will run out and grab some Tylenol, since that’s the only thing they tell you to take when you’re pregnant, or possibly could be.  Got to play it safe here, right? 

Then there’s the constipation.  I’m not the kind of person to get constipated, EVER.  But I am.  Ho Hum.  At first I thought that it was due to the salads I’ve been eating.  Every night for the past few nights I’ve been making myself a nice big salad with baked chicken on it.  Delish!  But I’m pretty sure salad is roughage, and the opposite would happen.  I am now chalking it up to the progesterone.  Poor progesterone, such a bad rap! 

Anyway…sorry to complain to you guys.  Instead of complaining to my husband, I figured I’d spare him the frustration and pile it up onto you guys!

Oh yeah, when talking to my acupuncturist yesterday, he seemed rather confidant with our chance for success.  He said that with my age, my husband’s count and the success I’ve had with ovulating the past few cycles, we should be in good shape.  Although I know I can’t feed off of everything he or anyone else say’s and get my hopes sky high thinking this is a no- brainer, b/c it very well may not work the first time.

It’s funny because you can read any message board and find these same complaints from women who are pregnant.  I’m trying not to read into anything here.  I’m trying to stay as sane as is humanly / womanly possible. Besides, it’s waaaaay to early to feel any symptoms.  Both fortunately, and unfortunately.  Thoughts are positive, but not getting my hopes up higher than they already are.  Coasting along until next week

I can’t believe it’s been 3 days since I’ve updated my blog!  What’s wrong with me??  I feel like a bad Mom or something.  This week just seems to be escaping me.  Quickly!I did go to the doctor for my 7 day post iui blood workup yesterday.  Actually it’s just my Progesterone levels they tested.  No sono, no meeting with the doctor.  It was literally a 3 minute visit, I was floored.  Usually there are a handful of women in there and I’m in and out in all of an hour or so, but not yesterday.  I was actually the first / only one there.  They told me they would call in the afternoon by 3pm if anything to report.  This is usually protocol.

My phone rang around 2:30.  The nurse told me that the doctor wants me on Progesterone supplements…intra vaginal suppositories to be exact.  Mmmm.  Fun.  The nurse also made it very clear that this does not mean that I AM or I AM NOT pregnant.  Point taken.  I’ve read horror stories from women who are on these things.  But, I gotta do what I gotta do.  So I get instructions that the pharmacy who distributes these little fun pockets will contact me and deliver them tonight.  I get the call, go through all the insurance b.s. and they got here around 9:00 last night.  They aren’t as bad as I’ve read…yet.  The instruction packet warns of side effects such as abdominal pain and swelling, extreme fatigue, depression, mood swings, amongst many other really scary things you wouldn’t want happening to your body/ mind.  Besides the depression, I have all of those NOW!  Can these things actually make it worse?  Because honestly, if I get any more tired, I probably shouldn’t leave the house because I’d be a threat to society out on the road! 

Despite the instructions and graphic details on how to administer the meds…I wonder how many people actually still try to swallow them…LMAO!!!

So now we wait until the tail end of next week for anything more.  In the meantime I saw my acupuncturist this morning for a support session to help raise my progesterone levels as well.  Besides it is uber relaxing!  Ahhh, I love it.

Otherwise, nothing new going on ’round my hood.  Things are status quo. 

Happy Super Bowl Sunday!  Although I don’t follow football…queue Booing now…I understand it is a HUGE deal for many and I hope you all have a terrific day of munching, drinking and hanging with friends!

That being said, today is day 23 of my cycle and I’m now 5 days past the iui.  The longest 5 days known to mankind.  I feel crampy every day, it comes and goes.  It is so early in the game however, that I am sure it is just all in this crazy ass head of mine.  My lower back is also bothering me, but I believe it is from sitting on the bleachers for 2 hours watching my cousins wrestling match Friday night, combined with the ridiculous cleaning I did yesterday.  My boobs are also super sensitive since the day of the iui.  I’m 99.9% sure this is from the hcg trigger shot I had Monday.  Pregnancy hormones = pregnancy symptoms.  Right?  Although I am checking more often than I care to admit, to see if my nipples are any darker, LOL!

So Tuesday can’t come fast enough.  I’m so on edge about this appointment because even though I know it’s too early for a beta; my biggest fear right now is being told “It doesn’t look like it worked this first time.”  I will be crushed.  I will be crushed because I have gotten my hopes up.  I have gotten my hopes up so high, despite the fact I told myself I wouldn’t.  I feel in my heart that this was it, one try and bam, in 9 months I’ll have a perfect little miracle to ooh and ahh over.  I mean, it happens to many people on their fist shot, right.  Besides, our only fertility issue is my lack of ovulation.  And in the past 3 months on the lowest dose of Clomid, I have been ovulating.  So taking the distance away from the little swimmers should be all it takes, right?  Only time will tell.  We will know in a few weeks.  Tuesday’s appointment they’ll test my Progesterone to make sure it is optimal to sustain a pregnancy should this cycle result in one. 

As I try and pass time efficiently, I have many “to do’s” on my list for today.  I will be going through my husbands clothes to make him aware of the fact he only wears the first 2 layers of clothing in each 15 inch deep drawer (which leaves about 5 more layers of clothes untouched!) and purging things he hasn’t worn in years and/ or is over 10 years old.  He doesn’t have the time to do it, so I will.  Then I have my normal food shopping, laundry and then doing some “me” things.  I don’t yet know what they will be, but I’ll find them!  I also want to spend some time preparing food for the week.  It doesn’t take long at all to prepare a few meals and freeze them or separate serving sizes of salad out so all you have to do is grab them and mix them up.  We used to do this religiously every Sunday; We would spend about 1 ½ hours preparing everything (sans dinners- those are made fresh) and then we are totally set for the week, it’s awesome!  We are getting back into the swing again.

On a super happy note, early Friday morning, our friends gave birth to their tiny little twins, at 36 weeks, Craig and Emma.  We went yesterday to see them and they may just be the cutest, tiniest little angles I’ve ever seen.  They were born at 4lbs 10oz and 4lbs 8oz respectively.  Tiny little fingers, tiny little noses, tiny little everything.  It was amazing to see them.  She got pregnant on the first shot with the same doctor I’m seeing.  Not that that has anything to do with anything, it’s just promising to personally know a success story with my doctor.  They were conceived through IVF.  There were actually 3 sets of twins there in the hospital, it was so great! 

Enjoy the rest of your weekend!

Yesterday I received my very first blog award from my very awesome friend Kim, over at JoggingInCircles.  Many of you know her but for those of you who don’t, go check her and her fantastic blog out!  She’s a great writer and I guarantee she will become one of your daily visits!  I’m pretty sure she granted me this lovely blog award just because I’m supa fly; I’m an all around groovy chick and I know how to roll, but either way…it’s my very first Award and I’m flippin’ honored!  Thanks Kim!!

 But wait!  There are rules with this award. By accepting this Excellent Blog Award, you have to award it to 10 more people whose blog you find Excellent Award worthy.  You can give it to as many people as you want…even those that have received it already, but please award at least 10 people. 

I would like to pass this blog award onto:

40 Weeks– She is about 5 days past her due date now and I’m sure she could use some help with her eviction techniques.  Even her ‘countdown to baby’s arrival” ticker is now counting back up!

BlissInBloom

JoggingInCirlces

Joeprah

Manners&Moxie

MimziesMuzings

NolaNotes

PeaPodSquadStuff

SuchSimplePleasures

TheDuchess

YogaMoma

I frequent all of these blogs and each and everyone are all awesome!  I know some have already received it, but that’s ok according to the rules!

Feel free to keep the awards coming…don’t worry, I can handle the fame, really!

This morning went perfectly.  We got up nice and early, got ourselves together, produced a specimen, and scurried out of the house to make our 9am appointment.  We weren’t sure what the morning traffic would be like so of course I was anxious that we would get caught up in a nightmare traffic jam and show up outside the “within 1 hour window”.  But we actually flew there, with no hold ups, in about 20 minutes, so we were 20 minutes early for our appointment. We had to fill out some more paperwork, hand over his ID, and wait for the lab to come take the little cup.  25 minutes later they came out to get us, handed us the tube of high test swimmers and we were set to go.  The procedure was as nothing as nothing could get.  1, 2, 3 and it was over.  They let me lay there for a few minutes and then I was on my way.  Simple. 

Before they did the insemination, they actually did another sono to see if the follicle was still there.  If it was, they would schedule a second IUI for tomorrow morning; to make sure we hit it right.  The follicle was already collapsed, which means the egg released, so the one IUI would be sufficient. 

I also went for my acupuncture this afternoon.  Such a euphoric feeling, it’s wild.  I love it!  He had needles in the top of my head, both ears, legs from the knee down, and he performed a technique called moxa which is basically mugwort burned on the skin.  Smells nice; incense like.

So that was that.  I didn’t do much else today, kind of just layed around and did some work on the laptop. 

A week from today I’ll go in for blood to check my levels. They are looking to see that my progesterone is at a decent level to sustain a healthy pregnancy, in the event that I get pregnant this cycle.  If it isn’t, they will give me injections.  Then there’s another week long wait before I get any results to see if the insemination was a success.  Countdown begins…starting…now.