Archive for the 'IVF' Category

Bed Rest. Day Two.

Posted at April 27th, 2010 by cosmo

Ringo excels at bedrest. Originally uploaded by Monatopia. Dash is enjoying a long visit with with Gma and Gpa, so I’m still in my jamies. Lounging on the couch with the dog and the fluffy cheatah print blanket and the laptop. Having some tea (THANK YOU Leland Tea Company!!. Watching episode after episode after episode […]

Obsess Much? 6/10

Posted at April 15th, 2010 by cosmo

I didn’t think I would obsess as much as this go around.  I promised myself I would stay busy with the garden, orginizing the house and playing with Dash.  But… it’s raining so gardening has lost it’s charm, and with a sick baby clinging to me, and a sick husband to tip toe around, there […]

11 follicules between 6 and 11!

Posted at April 13th, 2010 by cosmo

Two 11’s has to be good, Dash being born at 11:11 and all. Now I’m worried that I’m going to get his knarly cold just in time for transfer. I’m also worried that he’s going to have an issue in the future from all the hormones in the breast milk. And finally, I’m worried that […]

Shots 2/10

Posted at April 11th, 2010 by cosmo

Last round, every night when we did shots, both DaddyO and I gathered together and marvelled at what we were trying to accomplish as I mixed the drugs and shot myself in the belly with them. This time, me: “it’s 7:30. I’m gonna try and knock myself up.” Him. From the couch. In front of […]

Brown Chicken, Brown Cow

Posted at April 10th, 2010 by cosmo

So this evening, while Dashiell played with his new blue Ikea wagon, DaddyO put the 1960’s Playboy jazz LP I just found on the junk hunt with Pa on the hi-fi, and I busted out the needles and the drugs, and we started to make a baby. Maybe. We hope. Funny after all the classes […]

The Big (Sleepy) Crazy

Posted at March 25th, 2010 by cosmo

Today it begins.  The big crazy.  We got our calender of events and I brought it home and triumphantly handed it over to DaddyO who took it with a sigh and a “Uhg.  Can you just tell me when we’re pregnant?” What? Not looking forward to the scheduled shots and the misplaced anger and the […]