I looked in the mirror last night and examined my belly, per usual, when I discovered stretch marks under my belly button. I swear they're only just now visible because I go through this regimen every night. But, thank goodness skin stretches rather than ripping open. Bodies are an interesting thing. We paid our embryo… Continue reading Stretching is better than splitting
At this time last year, we were gearing up for our second egg retrieval in January. We had lost all our embryos from the previous cycle and were trying to reconcile that feeling of loss with a way to push forward. And I was angry and hurt and alone and isolated. It's a weird thing… Continue reading What a difference a year makes….
After a scare last week that caused some fetal monitoring, I anxiously awaited my ultrasound. The heartrate monitoring told me that the babies had moved which explained the "lack of movement" by baby boy, but the ultrasound would explain much more. The ultrasound showed that - uncommonly - our babies are now transverse again and… Continue reading Welcome to the last trimester!
27 weeks and some days and I'm feeling pretty great, overall. I'm anxiously awaiting my gestational diabetes test next week and our next appointment to see our sweet little babes. I can't wait to check on them and make sure they're growing appropriately. Almost in my third trimester and under 11 weeks to go, time… Continue reading Cucumbers & Cauliflower
Egg retrieval #3, attempt #5-7, what was different? Why was this one successful, both in our highest quantity of embryos and in a twin pregnancy? It was supposed to be the first of 3-5 embryo banking cycles - all with genetic testing, gearing up for back to back frozen transfers until one worked. It ended… Continue reading What was different?
Be thankful and grateful. We lost Justin's grandmother last night, which brings on a slightly more somber tone to our Thanksgiving in St. Louis this year. We left work early on Tuesday to spend some time with her as we were unsure if waiting until today was the right move. I'm thankful we got that… Continue reading Today and every day…
Ah, 1998. I was 11 and my emotions were at their highest. Also, my understanding of my future career as a performer was omnipresent. Being a singer/rapper/lyricist/songwriter, I knew that memorizing lyrics and notes was going to be paramount in my upcoming famed career. It was a time post Garth Brooks' banger of "Ain't going… Continue reading One week