Negative.  I think I’m resigned.  Not happy.  Not even ok with it.  But that’s how it is.  This cycle didn’t work, and there’s not going to be a last minute save, a 9th inning miracle.  Major stomach upset last night, which usually indicates that I’m about to start bleeding.  The nice part of which is [...]

How to have a happy family holiday. The main course is, of course, stuffing.  Yeah, yeah, it’s wrapped in a big old honkin’ turkey, succulent breast, plump drumsticks, and all that.  But really, let’s be honest: the point of a family holiday meal is the delectable stuffing which, if prepared right, will take on all [...]

Crampy.  Constipated.  Sore, but not pregnant sore boobs.  Vivid dreams.  Luteal-phase clear skin. Internets, I don’t feel pregnant, I feel premenstrual.   Which bums me the hell out.   And yes, before you jump in to reassure/remind me about the complete inability of an IVFing woman to exhibit anything like rational thought, let alone calmly [...]

Another day past transfer, another symptom/sign to obsess over!  vivid dreams.  like dreams that you could walk into and stay there forever, kind of vivid dreams.  coupled with… restless nights.  waking up many times to pee, or stare at the ceiling, or just pat the dog or the boy.  not insomnia, just not too sleepy. boob [...]

And the day-count marches on and on.  Only a week until I can begin obsessively testing.  Argh.  Let’s see: Early am period-type cramps, centered exactly where my uterus is?  Check. (Though nowhere near as noticeable as I’m hoping they become.) Peeing like mad all night and crossing my legs all day? Check. Sore boobs? Check.  [...]

Nothing new here.  Lovonox stings.  PIO sucks.  Nellie-the-wonder-whippet is a thing of joy and beauty (in a shivery, weaselly sort of way).  The Boy is a helluva man-nurse.  Work is the worst.   And I don’t feel any more or less potentially pregnant than I did yesterday. Though I did have to pee more than [...]

Which is to say, nothing much new is happening, save that I have been checking my own records for when I first started feeling crampy last time.   (Sprogblogger invites all readers to roll their eyes in unison). Yes, I know that it’s only been one day.  Yes, I know that even if the proto-sprogs [...]

“Best embryos of the day,” according to my doctor.   2 8-celled grade A’s and a lower grade 4-celled little fella.  I am the proud incubator of grade A embryos.  I am in shock.   My embryos have never even been up to average, so having high grade 8-celled embryos makes me feel that at [...]

…but hubby has gotten really good at giving those big old honkin’ injections.  See?  My last miserable pregnancy had an upside.  It means that he can give IM injections with the best of them and hardly flinch at all.  What a trouper.  I am fortunate, indeed, and very spoiled, since the prospect of ever having [...]

In this case, I am assuming it’s good news.  My doctor was going to call if anything changed today, so I’m going to assume that all 4 little proto-sprogs are still alive. First PIO shot tonight, and I started the pessaries last night.  Blech.  However, today also began my “pineapple for breakfast” week, so that’s [...]