Still hot here... where is the rain?

Well our heat wave continues, I sure hope we get rain so or we are all going to 'dry up'... our relative humidity yesterday was something like 29%. It was 39 C (102F) here yesterday, way to freaking hot!!! I don't know how you southern US people manage the heat that you get down there! 75F is about all I can handle!

Well there is some relief in site as it is supposed to cool off in the next couple of days, only a few degrees but that's better than nothing!

IVF thoughts

Waiting again, and trying the "old fashion way". (ya I still believe in the Tooth Fairy too! Darn I should have kept those wisdom teeth I had pulled a few months ago!!)

I was thinking to myself hmm what are the chances so I decided to do some math... so 10 years of trying, lets say that our timing was on about 9 out of 12 months of the year (probably more actually but that is just too depressing to think about!!). So that would be 90 failed cycles plus we started trying again in December, so lets add another 5 onto that. For a total of 95 failed natural cycles and heck why not add the 1 fresh and 2 failed FET. So that makes the total 98. Wow 2 more and we make 100! Maybe I am shooting for a success on 100? (ya back to the tooth fairy thing again! :))

On the waiting front I have to go for ALL (minus the HSG, thank god!) the start-up test again. Even the blood tests for h.iv and Hep, what the heck? Ya I am sure that will tell us a lot about my fertility and sheesh I have been banging everything out there to get PG so I must have caught something! (oh goody my sarcasm is back) I get the 3 day blood work and possibly an u/s and SA but those other blood tests? WTF? I just love taking the paperwork to the lab to get them done. I always make sure that I tell them what's it's for, I feel dirty! ha ha! Oh ya and even though they want to 'check' everything out before another cycle there is no SA for hubbs? WTF? I guess that doesn't change? Lucky man! :)

I am still not sure about this next cycle as I know the odds are so low, and I am not looking forward to another fresh cycle. FETS are so much easier and no nasty retrieval. (Next time they better get the IV in as I refuse to go through that unmedicated EVER again, yes I said unmedicated! For once I was happy I only had one ovary!)

I am just angry that I have to 'go there' again...

Quote of the day
I grow more intense as I age.
Florida Scott-Maxwell, O Magazine, October 2003

Warning kids discussed
Amazing days...

Yesterday I had the boys outside sitting on a blanket. It was amazing to watch them. Shortly after placing them on the blanket my littlest one decided to check out the grass. He was sitting on his bum so he scooted over to the edge of the blanket. The feet were the first to touch the grass. Slowly he put his feet on the grass and quickly yanked them back, too prickly I guess? This went on for a while, then it was back to his little truck.

So the entire time the bigger fella was playing with his truck then decided it was his turn. He was also sitting on his bum, but scoot he did not, instead he grabbed the blanket and began to pull. First it was about discovery of the blanket, it had some fuzzy parts and some vinyl type parts, he had to feel it. Then it was back to the quest of finding the grass. He eventually pulled the blanket until he managed to bunch it up enough to touch the grass. He uses his hands in such a delicate way it is quite amazing to watch. First it was touch the blades, no pulling back here, his little fingers running up and down the blades feeling the textures. At this point I stuck the soother in his mouth so that the grass didn't end up in there. This was fun for a while, but further investigation was needed. The pulling started, but not hard enough. Finally he yanked out a sprig of the green stuff. Then the careful investigation started, passing the blade from one hand to another, back and forth, he was handling it like a fine piece of china. Then it was time to get rid of it... darn sticky hands (why do babies always have sticky hands). Finally he managed to get it off of his hand and it was on to pluck out another one, after gently feeling in first.

In the mean time the little one decided that it was his turn to touch the grass again. This time it was with his finger, his little pointer finger. He loves his pointer finger, he always uses it to check things out for the first time. So there goes the little finger onto the grass, no pulling back this time. He sat there for quite some time with 'the finger', curl it up, straighten it out and repeat. Finally it was more exiting to try to pick up the remnants that the brother had been discarding.

As I watched I sat there all my issues just disappearing, it was amazing to watch the wonder of these two little men discovering grass for the first time.

Take care