Actually, I’m taking that on faith because I did not POAS today.  Really.  How’s that for overwhelming confidence?  Take that, RPL!  I’m not even worried! Ok, so that’s obviously overstating the fact, but I am feeling pretty confident that all is still moving right along in there.  Symptoms continue unabated, with a hint of tummy [...]

Yesterday was the most fun I’ve had in quite a long time.  Today is proving to be even more fun.  The line is darker on this morning’s test.  I’m still pregnant.  I could get used to this. I spent yesterday in a blur: poring over cloth diapering vs. disposable online debates, grinning like a fool, [...]

Yep.  Got a positive, and while I wouldn’t call it a dark line, it’s an unequivocal line, which is all I care about.  Here it is again, for anyone who didn’t read my Days of Grace post: And I’m still feeling all zen-like and dreamy, because this has been the mellowest cycle for me so [...]

Internets, I feelz pregnant. Not really, I mean, I don’t feel as crampy as I’d like to, and my boobs don’t yet have the shiny, “ouch, don’t look at me!” level of tenderness I’ve come to associate with being sprogged-up.  But I’m thirsty like Death Valley in summertime thirsty.  I’m thirsty like this while I’m [...]

Only symptoms really jumping to the forefront are PIO symptoms – crazy dreams, The Hunger, the Thirst, (and therefore, The Peeing).  But nothing really screams “Woohoo! Pregnant!” to me. And that sucks. Early days, I know, but I’m rather, um, impatient anyway, and have had my hopes up so very high for such a long [...]

So, being the compulsive symptom-watcher that I am, every twinge that’s hitting south of, oh, say, my shoulders has me convinced that this is it!  implantation cramping!  yes! Ahem.  And then I snap back to reality and blink really hard and start obsessing about my sniffly nose.  Sniffles = pregnancy, right?  (And neveryoumind that I’ve [...]

The PIO is really ramping up the hormonal signals to my poor body.  Tender, swollen boobs, super-clear, soft skin (except on my hands where it’s freakishly dry, making me feel like I’m about 90), insomnia, racing heart (which I think is, actually, courtesy of the prednisone), and of course, let’s not forget Easter-Egg-Panties syndrome. I [...]

Ah, Lovenox, Lovenox.  Derived from the unclean bowels of pigs, yet worth more than gold and jewels in the eyes of mine insurance company.  Thou createst a paradox of health and sickness, vigor and frailty, balancing my life upon a knife’s blade of hemorrhaging and clotting.  Thou art beautiful in mine eyes, and yet hateful, [...]

Ms Donor Fantastica lives up to her nickname. 24 follicles retrieved.  We’ll get a maturity & fertilization report tomorrow. Woohoo!!!

The main item on today’s agenda is informing the people who need to know that I’ll be out next week, (because I intend to take off the two days immediately following the transfer.)  Theoretically this should not be much of a problem because I am “extra”.  Realistically, this makes me look like a slug because [...]