Archive for October, 2009

AWARDS!

We are all patiently (not) waiting for AF to show. I refuse to stress about it. It will come when it comes and not a minute before.

I have taken too long to thank Rebekah at Making Miracles for bestowing this generous award on us. The reason is that I was trying to decide who to ‘pay it forward’ to… So, my picks are (in no special order):

  • Shelly at What Would You Do If You Ran The World. Shelly and I went to high school together and have reconnected through – you guessed it – Facebook. She’s a great writer and I love her topics.
  • Shana at Life on the Rollercoaster. Shana is the proud mom to 3 adorable boys – 2 are twins delivered via a GS.
  • Swistle at Baby Names. I am a baby name freak so I LOVE this blog. I just read through for suggestions and then take notes on the names I like.
  • Ruth at My Home Fit. Ruth is my next door neighbor / babysitter / personal trainer / dear friend all wrapped up into one! She has great advice about living healthy. I promise not to keep her quite so busy so she has time to write.
  • Ginger at Puzzle Pieces: Life and It Takes Three. Yes, that’s right. I just sent my co-author the award. Don’t know if that’s against the rules, but she deserves it. Ginger blogs more than anyone I know! And I love it!
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Update and Whine

I had the consult with Dr. Glassner today. He made a stupid joke to begin with, but it was sweet and I still really like him! We are looking at a mid-November frozen embryo transfer (FET) dependent on when Ginger gets her period. They will thaw 4 and transfer 2. Yes, we have the distinct possibility of twins. We’ll deal.

An online friend is going through a terrible ordeal right now. Her 3 week old daughter’s birthmom came and got the baby today. It’s such a terrible situation, and although I wholeheartedly believe in waiting periods after TPR, it is heartbreaking for the family that has to return the baby. There are so many extenuating circumstances in this situation that I have trouble keeping them all straight. I won’t comment anymore.

I realized this morning that I see so many heartbreaks: disrupted adoptions, miscarriages, preemies, failed transfers, the gamut of family building and infertility nightmares. I don’t want to know. I don’t want to be part of this world. I want to be blissfully unaware that people aren’t able to get pregnant on their own. I want to be completely ignorant about betas and 2ww and PIO and all the rest of the buzz words and initials that are part and parcel of the infertility world.

On the other hand, we have the best surrogate; the best birthmother; we are so blessed with our situation. I have met the greatest women (and men!), the sweetest friends, that I never would have known if not for our ‘infertile’ situation. I guess this is the way it’s supposed to be. I have to take the good with the not-so-good. Some days I just wish I could go back to the days when I thought babies were made by mommy and daddy in the bedroom. Does that ever happen anymore?