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Yum and Yuck

Had a lovely lunch with neighbors/friends in celebration of Henry’s upcoming arrival.  Here’s a scary thought – three healthy ladies, with 8 kids between them.  Guess how many vaginal births?  One.  One vaginal birth, and seven c-sections – and this was 20 years ago! Can you say: “NYC is the U.S. capitol of c-section-happy doctors???” […]

Not Impressed.

Just had a less-than-satisfactory encounter with the owner of the kennel.  They sent me a bill for the vet visit, so I emailed them back, telling the owner I’d happily pay the vet bill, but that I’d’ve rather they’d properly dealt with Nellie’s flea problem, rather than waiting til it got so bad that she […]

Week 36 and All is Well

All’s well according to SuperStarOB.  He’s relieved that Thor’s mighty mighty cranium is now measuring more on the big-but-big/average side than on the OMG-you’re-never-going-to-birth-that-from-your-girl-goods end of the scale. He said everything’s looking great, BP is still lowish, my weight gain is pathetic, but Thor’s is great, so he doesn’t care.  He did an internal – […]

5 weeks.

Oh my.   And with nothing pregnancy-related to do for a week and a day, I am fortunate that my dog – perfect pet that she is – decided to eat a quilt, then half of a tree in an attempt to self-medicate.  This has led to a lethargic, somewhat pathetic whippet shambling around the […]


Um, 3 perfect 8 celled embryos implanted, 3 perfect 8 celled embryos to freeze.They kept me lying down for almost an hour afterwards, and doublechecked my Lovenox prescription, since no one seems to know who actually prescribed it.  I have a photo.  3 embryos inside me.  Yes, we’ve been here before, but I’m feeling so […]

Mama wolf would be so proud

Getting introspective, as is my wont at the end of an old year.  Well that, and drinking heavily, because, hey, why the hell not?  It’s downright fucking amazing how introspective a gal can get after a few pints of Guinness.   Seriously, though.  I don’t think it has much to do with the time of […]

listen to the Fates laughing at me

Very sad face.  Very sad walk.  Very sad doggie.   We’re cuddled up on the bed together, and I’m typing this with one hand, the other hand having been claimed as dog-pillow, and not grudged at all.  If having skin within easy licking reach makes her feel better, I’m all for it.  She’s been getting […]

Baseline day? Mere HCG exam?

No one really knows, but we’re going with “it’s looking good unless you hear otherwise from us regarding your HCG numbers.”  And, since my HCG detectors (otherwise known as my not-even-a-little-bit-sore-at-all breasts) say that my numbers have plummeted over the last 48 hours, I’m not worried. No, really.  Not worried at all.  Not even a […]

lazy day

I didn’t do much at all today.  No, that’s not true.  I did quite a few things, it’s just that – for a change – the day didn’t revolve around work or baby-makin’.  A day off work, and I’ve been pretty damned stressed out by work and other injustices lately, so I spent my day […]


That is the sound of a woman who is not, for a change, bleeding. At all. Nada. I would have given a lot, over the summer, to have found myself writing those words, but right now?  All I wanna do is start this damned cycle AND go to Calgary.  Is this really too much to […]