More ultrasounds, more shots. The last week my dose of meds was upped to 3 shots a day. I can’t tell you how much I rejoiced and danced around the house when they were over. I completely feel for anyone who has to give themselves daily shots to survive. My evenings were fun having my mom to take to so many events, but at the … Continue reading Eggs Frozen – Great Possibilities
It’s day 5. I feel like a human pin cushion. I had my first official cry the whole car ride back from the doctor to the pharmacy. Maybe it was Pink Floyd on Morning Becomes Eclectic. Maybe it’s the hormones. Maybe it is because I now may not be able to go through with the procedure after today’s ultrasound. I attended a funeral this week, … Continue reading Hugs, not more Drugs – Eggs on Ice, Day 5
I had dreamed by this age I would have 3 boys and a kind, caring husband, one that was responsible and trustworthy along with fit and handsome. I envisioned teaching my children tennis and reading to them each night as they smiled in awe as I made each character have a different voice (like I did for 17 years in third grade). I saw us … Continue reading Putting my Eggs on Ice
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