I don't wanna be pregnant...

So... I was complaining to Manuel about being pregnant because I was thinking about how uncomfortable I'm getting and dreading labor and delivery again. He definitely cheered me up. He didn't make things better but slime times you need a realistic laugh to get you refocused. He said...

You know how sometimes you're running and running too fast. You trip and fall but you're falling VERY slowly. You can see yourself falling. You know what's gonna happen but you can't really stop it. 

It was A LOT funnier coming from him but, honestly, I can't really NOT be pregnant. It's a little too late. 

A Whole Lot of Shaking Goin' On!

So, it's pretty clear that this little man wants out. I'm only about 22 weeks along and I think, this being my 4th pregnancy, that my uterus is a bit more "limber" than most baby pockets. I feel him all up in the ribs, in the side, low in my vagina... he's taking up all my insides, I can barely breath. I'm wondering if I can fit much more in there. Honestly, I know, the worst is yet to come. He was a little over 1 pound at 20 weeks and I'm suprised because Babycenter tells me that he should have only been about 3/4th pound. Why? Why? WHY do I make monster babies? Somehow this baby will come out 8 lbs or bigger and I don't think it's even possible!

Well, to top off the elasticity of my stomach. My tear ducts continue to be "limber" as well. I am still a running water fountain. I have so many things constantly on my mind, it makes it really hard to learn how to cope with NOT THINKING. I lack motivation to do much because I end up doing too much and it just stresses me out. Here, I'll give you a run down of my life since the school year began. Hopefully you care, because if you don't it really DOENS'T MATTER... Just stop reading now!

At my old campus, I worked with people that were pretty flexible and were open to new ideas. We worked really well together and I never felt as if I was pushing them to do anything. They would tell me I had really good, creative ideas. I guess I wasn't pushy because we were all on the same page of working together and having a common goal for our students. I never had to worry about watching others do fun activities and not sharing their lessons. We didn't hide things or not want to make copies because we were too lazy or whatever. WELL.... not the case here. I could be blind to it but I feel that I am now talking to air. People are not open to my ideas becuase THEY ARE MINE! I feel like they think I'm a know-it-all goodie two shoes and any suggestion I have goes in one ear and out the other. It's a difficult feeling because I know I'm pretty good at what I do, yet I'm being overlooked or ignored. It's, pardon my language... SHITTY!
Oh, but that's not all! I am not a self-contained teacher, which means I have moved from just teaching Math/Science/Social Studies, I have to now teach Language Arts. I am doing pretty well with it but this aspect of teaching involves tons of testing... reading levels, word recogintion, constant monitoring that I"m not used to that somehow HAS to be completed while still teaching everything else. I don't have an aide, I don't get help, and I have a team that is struggling with handling their own business, they aren't available to help others. I'm a NEW TEACHER all over again. Fun stuff, I know!
There is another major concern that I have no control over that constantly comes into play and as much as I try not to think about the possibilities, make is hard to push aside. Sorry for not being able to ellaborate further but you can only imagine.
Family life is difficult. Manuel has been working a lot and his schedule or continuous change in his schedule makes it difficult for me to want to plan a week out. Will he be home? Will he be eating dinner with us? What time will I actually leave work to come home? Am I doing the right thing by my kids?
If I was a more confident person, I would know the answers to all these questions. Shut up, make a desicion, and stop dewelling on things I cannot control. Stop crying over things that I am unable to fix. Why gripe? Just do me, take care of what is important... My family! Find a way to work and still keep my job and stop worrying about the crazies I deal with at work.

After typing this up... I'm realizing my life is not that terrible and, maybe just maybe, tomorrow might be a great day! =)

Cry me a river!

All I do is want to cry... All day, everyday, for no "good" reason. There are ALWAYS reasons to cry but they're never good. So here's my list. I cry because...

I watch something sad.

I watched something cute. 

I saw something that reminded me of something sad or cute. 

I am upset because I cannot focus. 

Its hard transferring schools. 

... Don't know to teach anything anymore...

... Can't adjust to a new environment...

... I don't know my place and can't really be myself..

... Everything sucks!!!

I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing at all times of the day. 

I cannot make a decision to save my life. 

I have a really small "life" plate and I put way too much crap on it and it all just falls off the pile. 

I feel like a horrible mother. 

I can only do so much. 

I want to do more. 

I miss my friends and normality. 

I want ice cream...

I have no other reason BUT to cry. 

That is my thought process and why I seem to cry rivers daily. 

I feel out of control and hate my emotional instability. 

I don't  think this is a surrogacy thing... Just a random pregnant thing. 

It's unacceptable! 

Consistently Inconsistent!

So as you can tell... I SUCK at staying on top of this blog. Since we visited San Diego, I've completely turned off everything. Over the last few weeks, my stomach has been HORRIBLE. I've been nauseous all hours of the day. If I didn't know I was pregnant by now, I would have figured it out. I did change the prenatals I take and when I take them and it seems to have helped a bit. Throwing up is just not fun. 

I have been lazy too. Nothing new for me if you ask my husband. All the things I had planned to do this summer have not occurred! I did not...

Print pictures

Sell a bunch of stuff on Facebook

Start any of my children's book ideas

Teach Lily (my daughter) how to cook and how to sing 

Start Christmas shopping

Make homemade body scrub

Organize the house

Get a jump start on teaching reading... 

AND EVERYTHING ELSE I OVER PLANNED FOR!!!!

It's just very sad. I feel as though I have been less than productive and I can only imagine how tired I'm going to be once school starts again. 

My first day back to work is tomorrow and I am excited to get back into the swim of things but am not so thrilled with how exhausted I going to be once I get home. A whole week of sitting and learning really forces you to honk about being a better teacher because you remember how much YOU hade sitting and listening. 

Oh well! Wish me luck! I have about 6ish more months of pregnancy and, hopefully by then, I'll know what I'm doing! 

One last thing... Last week, I was discharged to my Personal OBGYN, and we went to our first regular appointment (no IVF doctor anymore) and we took a blood test for genetic testing. This test will check for Down syndrome, birth defects, AND determine the babies sex! Pretty amazing I thought! I told the baby mama (lol) that, with all the sickness I've been feeling, this little monster is probably a boy. She groaned. I've old her before about how much "fun" boys are and I think I've scared her! We will wait and see. We should find out the results no later than Friday. That's all for now. 

"Frozen Angles"

I'm in the middle of watching a documentary on Netflix called Frozen Angels and I JUST stopped my fears. What amazed me is how I have been trying to down play what my role is and how amazing I truly am for what I am doing. It just ridiculous how I don't want to call attention to myself as a surrogate because I don't want to draw any extra attention. I feel this stemmed from the last surrogacy. It wasn't that long ago and what struck me from the movie was, after the surrogate gave back the baby, she sat in the bed... Alone. THAT is the toughest part of it all. After the birth, you (the surrogate) are not important anymore. You've done your job;you're  unneeded. The fabulous ride feels over. It upsets me now because I know I have irrational heartache from surrogacy that I currently try to be even more reserved or detached so that, when this amazing journey is over, I'm not upset of its ends. I remember crying right after my first surrobabies birth and hugging my husband knowing that my job was done. Amazing yet final.  It's hard not to feel special and needed anymore. I KNOW that her family is grateful and I know that  her life would not exist without me and I KNOW I am amazing to being able to give them that... I just am not sure why I feel like hiding this. 

I'm a surrogacy success! Two pregnancies and only two transfers.  One healthy baby born so far and one growing strong. No complications. No issues. We have been lucky. 

I am going to remember what lead me here. I'm a Surrogate because I want to give to someone in a way that many cannot. I want to help someone that difficulty getting pregnant and felt there may have been no help.  I want to see the face of these wonderful people when I give them back their gift. I want to know I did something amazing with my life. 

I want to feel better now and I think I do. Yay! 

Bedtime Routine

So, I really do not enjoy going to bed. I mean, I do like sleeping A LOT but the bedtime routine that must occur daily is becoming painstaking. Here it goes..

First, I stay up pretty late... Hey, I'm a teacher and off for the summer, I think I can get my night owl hours in. By the time I'm about to pass out, I fill up my 54 oz. Buccee's Beaver cup with ice water and head upstairs. In a daze, I think about how much fun it is going to be to fall onto my pillow... then... awww man! I forgot, I have to take ALL my medicine!

I enter my bathroom, flip on the very bright light. I have to open my little Sterilite box of goodies. My box has syringes/needles (big scary needles for drawing out the meds and not so nice needles that poke me with meds), prenatal vitamins, sticky patches, alcohol wipes, wart-sized band-aids, and some other stuff.

Step One - Take all syringes and needles from sterile packages and put in a pile
Step Two - Open alcohol wipe in a very special way that it CANNOT touch the counter.
Step Three - Alcohol wipe my PIO bottle and replace wipe for later.
Step Four - Take out scary needled syringe and pull out 1 ml of Progesterone in Oil without any bubbles.
                   [I love the word bubble but I do NOT want any in my syringe!]
Step Five - Change out scary needle for poky 1" needle (I used to use a 1.5" needle but it sucked and I had     them give me the smaller one. Try keeping an extra half inch still, behind you back, with your left hand, and you cannot really see... It was pretty bad and bloody at times!
Step Six - Alcohol wipe my behind in a location that is not currently painful, swollen, itchy, red, or a place I know will automatically bleed when stuck.
Step Seven - remove any bubbles and re-wipe bottom AGAIN because I already forgot where I was going to stick it!
Step Eight - Stick myself. Pull back to make sure I haven't hit a vein. THEN push this thick, uncomfortable liquid into my butt. I prey that I do not hit any difficulties.
     Troubles that I have had in the past
          a. It hurts way to much to even push meds in... remove and try again.
          b. Stick and keep pushing through the pain.
          c. stick but realize that no matter what you do NOTHING IS HAPPENING! Stick again!
          d. Stick and feel pretty good about it but then have blood gushing out of your rear because you
               suck at locating the right spot!
          e. Heat the medicine in "warm water," like the nurses suggest but find out days later that the
              excruciating pain that you have been feeling is NOT from your butt or the meds but the fact  
              that I BOILED THE CRAP out of my syringe and am actually burning my insides!
          f. You don't feel any pain, other than initial stick, and are pretty much numb to any sensations because
              my cheeks and nerves are now dead!
Step Nine - Get a bit excited that you may not have any discomfort
Step Ten - Grab 1 square of toilet paper (which must be folded in half - OCD) because I should have      
             already grab that during step two.
Step Ten & a Half - Walk with needle sticking halfway out my butt and waddle over to the toilet to get
             paper square.
Step Eleven - Pull out needle VERY slowly, then use paper square to rub injection sight with wrist, really,
             Really, REALLY hard for a few minutes.
Step Twelve - Clean Up Time - Take all needles and place them in Sharp's container; Syringe in ziplock bag
             under sink, while my panties are still hanging off my butt. Put my perfectly opened wipe, sterile
             packaging, bloody tissue, and anything else left over in the trash.
Step Thirteen - Smell wrist! I know this is weird but the medicine has a really nasty smell and I smell to see if
             it left stink on my wrist. Honestly, it really makes me gag but I do it almost every time. I also make
             others that may be around smell it too... Just for giggles!
Step Fourteen - Pop all my pills - 2 Prenatals, benadryl, and estradiol tab under tongue.
Step Fifteen - Finally get in bed but find out that they only position I can sleep in is on my back. My sides  
             hurt too bad to lay on either and my boobs (HA) are too big to lay on. Wait patiently for sleep!

So... Now you know how I have ended my day the last 8 weeks and for another 2 to 3 weeks and I am so looking forward to it!

8 week ultrasound!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rixVvPVbuBo

July 7th... Always Behind!

My hips hurt. My butt injections hurt. I have a tummy ache and all I feel like doing is complaining. My hips feel as if they are going to pop off like barbies legs do! Oh well, I'll try to stay positive. 

What is really funny about being a surrogate for the second time is... I don't really enjoy being pregnant. Sometimes, yes, pregnancy has its pros but right now... I don't have any. I don't have any cravings; more food evasions than anything. I don't want or like things. I was supposed to make salad the other day but I didn't want to eat salad or anything at all. I make sure to eat SOMETHING because I know it's not good to skip but I would rather skip meals and just drink tons of water. I'm thirsty as all hell, all day long, which leads my to the potty every 15 minutes! 

Something that has been bothering me lately is I don't like how negative I've been feeling towards the idea of surrogacy. What I mean is, I've been awkward towards people that ask because I don't know what they're thinking. I really just have to get over what others think and just say to truth. I am a surrogate because it is what I'm supposed to do. I went through difficulties that lead me on this path and how happy it makes someone else. Yet, I feel that people are looking at it as "she must be doing this for the money," "she should have waited... It's too soon to do this again," or even the phrase "what you're doing is amazing." I don't know why, positive or negative, I become awkward to comments. I have difficulty responding to comments.  I just don't feel like this is an extremely bad or good thing... It's just what I have to do. This may seem odd but these are the thoughts that plague my over-emotional brain right now. 

Along with, I wish I could stop my injections. I leave for San Diego on the 18th and would really like to travel needle-less! I also have to give blood while I'm on vacation and maybe even an ultrasound with some random doctors I've never met. That's one thing about surrogacy... Modesty is not an option. My main doctor is not even the doctor that did the egg transfer. I met a different doctor that same day, "hi, nice to meet you... Now, Spread um!" 

Mid-posting all my other thoughts from my iPhone notes... My stupid cat bumped my finger and my 2 previous posts were copied over! Thanks cat! Grrrr! More to come, undetected soon. 

So... you, um... wanna, I don't know... Get up to DATE with me? =)

So I'm a little bit behind but I am going to cut and paste the notes I have been taking on my phone thus far...

5/26
Massive cramping for the past 2 days. My butt hurts at each injection sites and I try to use my microwaveable rice bag whenever I remember; it’s hard to remember if this happened last time. Manuel said I complained about this last surrogacy but I think he's lying! He also mentions that I complain just about anything! It's just crappy to be uncomfortable and today is only day 4 of the progesterone. 3 months of this is going to be wonderful.

Not taking my focus meds hasn't been too difficult but I do notice that I haven't been as productive as I was while taking them. Back to my wandering brain!

My mom and dad are still in the dark about this 2nd surrogacy because I know they will not be thrilled. My mom was ok with me being a surro for the first time but I felt that she was embarrassed for me. "I didn't tell your uncles because I never thought you would do something like this!" is what she said. I was only embarrassed for her being embarrassed for me... Like I did something so bad that it couldn't be shared with family... Yeah, I'm a pill popper! I smoke meth! Thanks mom!!! It's ridiculous!

5/28/13
Couldn't sleep yesterday. My butt is sore around the injection points and very tender & swollen. I had to put a warm compress on one side last night but it still made it difficult to lie on either side of my body.
Went to bed at about 3:30. I waited to see how long it would take me to fall asleep, while playing candy crush on my phone... 1 & a half hours. Not TOO bad!  I'm a bit sleepy right now at 5:15 because I need to get the kids up and ready for school. Uhh. Oh well, my Valium from the Doc visit should hopefully put me to sleep. Goodbye just me… here we go merrily along to implant a Roo into my Kanga pocket!

6/1/13
For the past 3 days it has been difficult to sit, wear clothes, drive the car... Just about anything that involves sitting down and my bottom pressed up against anything. I remember some stuff but wish I could remember more about the first surrogacy. I just don't recall any of this! The muscles from my butt all the way up my back and into my armpits are sore. It's just ridiculous. When sleeping, I can't lay on either side for long because it’s just so sensitive and my injection areas are SOOO swollen. My cheeks are starting to itch a bit, as well, which make it difficult to scratch because they're so lumpy and hard.

Yesterday was field day at school and I had been on bed rest for 3 days after the transfer. Saying it was a rough day would be an understatement! I tried hard to not do too much and to be off my feet but it was very difficult. I enjoy interacting and playing with my kids but it’s hard NOT doing that. It is also difficult when you don't have support from others around. I wish someone said, "take it easy... Sit down..." ANYTHING! They would say sit but no how, who would replace me, watch my kiddos?  It just sucked because I do not like asking for help or looking as if I can't handle something. I just hope to have not done anything to jeopardize the implantation.

My baby's mamma is funny. During the transfer, she had a picture of the embryo and had made the joke of not being able to guess the baby's sex! It's great to interact with her because feel we are similar in many ways and how in a short period of time I feel as if I have known her for longer.

I HATE HATE HATE all the weight I have gained in just the last 3 weeks. I had done well losing weight after the first surrogacy but, coming off of my medicine, then moving into all these hormones have made everything crazy! I have gained about 12 pounds. I don't even know if I'm pregnant yet and I'm eating like a cow, irritable, tired, and (TMI) a bit horny! I know… that's weird to read, imagine writing it! 2 weeks before and 2 weeks after, sex is prohibited. I feel horrible denying Manuel but I do not want even the smallest inkling that this could end up being my baby.

Bed rest is fun... NOT! Oh my gosh, this had to be the time that I realize I have nothing to watch on TV/DVR, no one to talk to because they're working, stuck doing nothing because you can't do anything... I will say that I have enjoyed all the time for naps. I love me some naps.

6/3/13
Ever felt like your butt was going to combust or magically go up in flames?

Last night Manuel had woken up because he was sleeping next to a portable heater! I had a bad fever. My injections are so bad and inflamed to I believe it's affecting everything else. I called the nurse at the doctor's office and I have to go see them tomorrow to make sure that I'm placing it in the correct spot. If I'm not, there aren't many other places to shoot. The area of my butt that I have allotted has pretty much been tapped out! If I was drilling for oil, I'd say all bets are off.

If my breasts hold the truth to pregnancy, then I think this one little munchkin made it. Yesterday, I leaned up against the garden fense posts and my breast hurt. I took my bra off for a shower-they hurt. I wrapped myself after the shower-they hurt. So... What I'm trying to say is I could be pregnant.

Also, after visiting the nurse, I found out I was putting my injections in the right spot and she proceeded to draw a good area for me to use… Um, the area I had ALREADY been using and that was already sore. It was about the size of two quarters. Yeah, if you want to see my butt, it’s swollen on both sides the size of 5 or 6 quarters. Thanks for your assistance nurse lady! [she was nice though]

6/9/13
Late tonight I took an old pregnancy test that I used when I found out I was pregnant with Dude. Initially, I didn’t look at the date, I didn’t even know there was on one on the wrapper. I just thought, since this is a digital test, if it doesn’t light up then it’s old. It worked. I waited patiently on the toilet and watched the hourglass flash. Tick, tick, tick, Pregnant. I got so excited that I sent my IPs a text. Then sat for about 15 minutes, texting back and forth with such ecstatic people that I just made parents, or… did I? I started feeling guilty. “What if the test was broken?” I finally ran to get a new, not expired, test and it, thankfully, came back with a positive response. I felt so much relief!

6/10/13
Yesterday and the day before (SAT & SUN), I could have gone most of the day without eating. I wasn't hungry and didn't have the urge to eat. Saturday’s first meal was Chili’s with Kirah around 4 PM and I forced down salad and soup. Sunday, was about the same. So... thus lead me to believe I was pregnant! I, of course, had several other signs but this was different. Since I dropped my other meds for my ADD, my appetite has definitely increased. I was also yawning all day and in a horrible mood. Either I’m pregnant or my true personality is really starting to SHINE! =)

6/11/12
Blood work was done and later today I found out that the previous signs were right.

Pee Test didn’t lie.

Breasts didn’t lie.

Appetite didn’t lie.

Cramping baby maker didn’t lie.

One egg! One cycle! I am finally good at something! Thank you uterus!

6/12/13
I can't help my exhaustion! (I used that exclamation mark but I don't even know if I physically own one of those right now).
I can normally sleep a lot but his is getting crazy. I am falling asleep everywhere, in the car, at dinner, mid conversation. It's just sad... I’m narcoleptic again!
My appetite is still a bit off. Not getting hungry right away but my portion size has grown. I can eat a lot when I do eat.
My butt is still sore but not as bad as it has been.
I sometimes get pinching/fluttering feelings in my right side and also have tingling sensation in my nipples. Awesome!

6/18/13
So, it's a hot and humid summer in Houston. As for my scalp, it is currently dry and snowing! My head is itching like hell. My butt checks itch like hell. It's hot as hell outside and every night I dread getting it from behind. =) I needles are too long so they are shipping me out 1" needles instead of the friendly 1 1/2" ones. Yesterday, I went in for my first ultrasound and I have a little poached egg in there. A bubble filled with an egg sack... Too small to see the heart beat but I'm 5 weeks and 5 days along, as of today.

6/20/13 or 6/21/13 because it’s 12:51AM!
Yay… I finally started my blog today/yesterday. This makes us current and I finally completed a full task. I still need to upload videos of my first injection and the wonderful transfer. That will be fun. I describe that in more detail when I add the video. I need to go shoot up… I mean give my shot and hit the hay. Bye!

 Day of the Transfer 5/28/13

 My little booties!



















The Accurate, Yet EXPIRED, pregnancy test.

Bubble Baby 6/17/2013

Massively behind... Here it goes!

Hello Friends and Family,

I know this is long overdue and I have been trying to keep with my thoughts and many symptoms. To get you all caught up on the low down...

Back in November, Manuel went to the orthodontist. I had previously talked with the ladies at the orthodontist and they had known about my surrogacy journey. They told me, "oh, we just hired a lady that was a surrogate as well!" We’re like unicorns and dragons... "What... another surrogate exists in Houston? Woah" I thought. So, I got in contact with her and it was really nice sharing our experiences and knowing that I was not alone. As great of a thing I had done, it is hard to talk about it because people think, "wow, you are so giving... amazing... etc." "I could never do that." and I just feel as if that was what I was supposed to do; nothing special. It was just nice. SO... She informs me of a family that lives in Houston and she is unable to help them because he just gave birth to surro twins in August. Keep in mind; I just gave birth to my surro baby girl on October 5th. It was really soon to consider surrogacy again. Well, I spoke with the attorney and decided I would meet with them, under the condition that we may have to wait a bit for me to recover from the last delivery...

I met the parents (I may refer to them as the IP's - Intended Parents [learn the lingo YO]). But I really did like them and I love how I could help them. We had good conversations and, I know, meeting anyone for the first time is always stressful. Manuel and I talked a good bit about doing this again but he was very sweet and was supportive. He left it up to me if I wanted to go through this again. Here are some reasons for my decision to do this again.

*I love the idea of surrogacy and being able to make a difference in someone's life.

*Being able to go on appointments and have the parents with me, versus being shoed in and out because I was not the mother and it wasn’t important to me (I guess).

*The IM - Intended Mother - had cancer and is unable to have children and many of you know how difficult it was for me to finally conceive Evil Emilio.

*With that, the decision was made even clearer when my mother came down with uterine cancer in December. She had her hysterectomy the day after Christmas, one day before my 30^th birthday. THEN, she was found to have breast cancer in January and had a mastectomy. It has been rough for me because I can’t run back to San Diego to help her. Then, more issues have some up with my mother and it’s just stressful, especially from a distance.

 

In a sense, everything that has occurred  have lead me to know that helping create this family for my new IP’s is the right thing to do. It was destiny.

 

Wow, that was hard to write and I skipped many difficult details.

 

Here are the date low downs…

 

Around mid-April THROUGH mid-May

We started the legal contract. If anyone knows me, paperwork can be a fiasco because I can be a bit absentminded. There are tons of things to consider because my last contract was pretty much set in stone. I didn’t have as much play in what I could put in to it. But stuff like monthly expenses, lost wages, when you are considered “full-term” to go into labor, who can be in the room, bed rest, etc. Even things that someone may see as common sense MUST be listed in the contract, no drugs and alcohol, no electronics while driving, restricted salt/caffeine/artificial sweetener intake. Sex is cut off for entire month, 2 weeks before and after [don’t want to give my own kid away!].

 

May 4 - Stopped taking birth control

May 8 – Begin estrace 3x a day & one Vivelle Dot patch every 3 days

May 23 or 24 – Begin the awesome Progesterone in Oil (PIO) Shot (I will attach my awkward video of that day soon).

May 28 – 1 embryo transferred & 3 days of bed rest

 

My transfer date changed several times because the doctor has to monitor how fluffy and awesome my womb is becoming. First I was set for May 24, then May 30, then May 27 but it was Memorial Day, so we were set for the 28^th! Being flexible comes in very handy.

 

June 9 – took a digital pee test. It said I was pregnant BUT… it was expired - 3 years old – so I freaked out because I wasn’t sure if I could get a false positive, even with it being expired. Mainly, they reason I was so worried was, I already sent a picture of the positive stick to the parents and all I could think about was what a horrible person I was, if the darn thing was broken. So, I ran to the local WallyWorld to get another test. Thank goodness… I was still knocked up!

 

June 11 – blood work proved I was pregnant

June 14 – blood work good

June 17 – ultrasound and blood work – I was 5 weeks 4 days along and all you are able to see is a little bubble (love that word by the way, “bubble!”) within another bubble.

June 24 – another ultrasound will be done and I SHOULD see the little flicker of the heartbeat.

 

As an IVF patient, I get to visit the doctor weekly until I am release to my OBGYN at 11 or 12 weeks. I also continue all of my lovely medications until then as well. All the medications help trick my body into preparing for pregnancy at the right time, while putting my own body into a menopaused state so I do not produce my own eggs, and then to keep my body thinking “yes, yes, your pregnant.”

 

That should be enough info for now. I’m going to attached the notes and thoughts I had been tracking on my phone on the next post. That way I can be caught up to date soon!