Moving Things Up

Remember how I said I was likely going to be pregnant on my birthday just year but wouldn’t know it?

It turns out, I will know for sure if I am going to be a mom on my birthday. As in, my blood test likely will be ON MY BIRTHDAY.

I think that is cause for a minor freak out. It will either be the best birthday ever, or I will hate my birthday when it rolls around each year. I’m hoping for and thinking about the first option.

I’m going in Friday for my baseline u/s and b/w, and if there are no cysts (which I’m not too concerned about because I’ve only had one cyst), I will start follistim on Saturday. We’re aiming for my retrieval between March 8-10 and my transfer that weekend. Of course, a Friday transfer would be on Friday the 13th, but I’m trying not to let that bother me. I’m hoping the pregnancy test on my birthday is a good sign! If our transfer is Friday, my test will be the day before my birthday. If we have a Saturday transfer, I will find out if I will be a mom on my birthday. Scary!

So we’re a bundle of emotions over here. We’re super excited yet nervous at the same time. It’s going to be quite a ride.

And the Cutest Cat Ever Award Goes to … Callie!

Last night, I woke up and, as I usually do, I checked to see which cats were on the bed with us. I started at the bottom with AJ. I reached over to the next lump, but instead of a warm, furry body I felt one that was stuffed.

It was one of my teddy bears. Callie has taken to this bear and drags it all over the house even though it probably weighs as much as she does. She had come in after we had fallen asleep, dragging “her” bear with her and brought it up on the bed. And, when I touched the cat on the other side of the bear, I got a squawk from Callie. Then, she rolled over, put her arms around Dizzy’s neck, buried her face against him and went back to sleep.

Seriously, she is the AJ and Dizzy should just give up trying now.

Lupron, Day 7

One week down, another four or so to go. The side effects come and go, and tend to vary day-to-day. It’s fine. Nothing’s been too bad, although I’m really getting tired of being so tired! The fatigue from the Lupron plus being off the Enbrel is insane. I sleep all the time.

AF is supposed to arrive sometime between now and Friday. My IVF coordinator guessed it would be Friday, and that’s what my tentative schedule is based on. I hope it happens that way, because having the ER and ET fall on a Tuesday and Friday respectively would be nice. I have to say, I’ve never looked forward to AF before like I have these last two times. Now, it’s the signal of the beginning of the end. Once it comes, I will go in for my baseline u/s and b/w, and then I’ll be scheduled to start Follistim, which will likely be on March 7 if everything goes according to the tentative plan.

I’m so ready to get started.

Weekly Winners — 02/15/09-02/21/09

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Time Check

Club What?

Flea Market Spelling Lesson
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flea market

Wrong colors for the Synagogue
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One Month to Go

Our tentative transfer is exactly a month from today. Coincidentally, it also will be the third Friday in March. I don’t know why I think that’s neat; I just do.

This is my fourth day on Lupron, and I’m really starting to feel the side effects — dizziness, headaches, mood swings and weight gain/bloating. It’s hard to tell if it’s just bloating or not since our scale can be screwy.

I’m also extremely tired. I don’t know if that’s due to the medicine, just the fatigue from the arthritis and not sleeping well, or a combination. All I know is that I cannot wait to get home and go to bed.

I talked with a woman who works at our corporate office today who had IVF done. She ended up having four cycles, discovering after two that her eggs weren’t good enough and that she needed either donor eggs or a donor embryo. FSH testing at the beginning would have caught that. So, today I called my IVF coordinator to make sure they did an FSH test on me because, frankly, with all the tests they’ve done, I just can’t remember. They did, and my number was fantastic, according to my coordinator, who told Joe she thinks I’m reading up on this too much. Maybe I am. I’m just curious, and I have plenty of time between now and my transfer to think about it.

The days usually seem to go by so fast for me, but recently they’ve just seemed to drag. I think that’s due to the anticipation. I just hope AF arrives soon so I can move on to the stims. Once I start those, I’ll only have 10 days until my retrieval. I’m so excited I can hardly stand it.

Valentine’s in South Carolina

We had an uneventful drive to South Carolina last Friday. Too bad Joe’s parents didn’t.

We called them when we stopped for dinner, and they were in stand-still traffic — about two hours after they had left work. Apparently, a bad wreck had tied up traffic all around Atlanta. They decided to leave early Saturday morning, and we expected them to arrive around noon.

As we piddled around getting ready on Saturday, Joe’s parents called to tell us their van had broken down in Columbia and they needed Joe to pick them up. Luckily, the van broke down close by and not, say, near Augusta.

By the time Joe returned with his parents and their two dogs, we ate a late lunch and had only an hour before we had to start getting ready. I was excited about the gala, if for nothing else than to have an excuse to get dressed up and go out with my hubby!

valentine's gala

The gala was at the Calhoun County Museum in St. Matthews, and I was surprised by how big it was. I wasn’t expecting that since St. Matthews is so small of a town that there isn’t even a traffic light. I also was surprised by how prominent Nana’s family was in the community. There were big picture displays of several generations of her family (including her and her cousins) near the front of the museum, and there was a display case dedicated to Joe’s uncle — who died 15 years ago. He was a very accomplished ballet dancer who performed on Broadway. I had no idea! It was really neat being able to see that. I wish I had been able to meet him.

And, we did get to dance a little. It was nice. I had a lot of fun, and I got a new dress and shoes out of it!