I was nervous about the second blood test. Would Squeak’s number double like it was supposed to?
My transfer day did not start off well. My plan to recreate December 9, 2011 didn’t work out. But things started looking up when we got some surprising and wonderful news from the embryologist.
What to do when something happens, but it isn’t enough to be a blog on its own? Combine all the mini stories into a bunch of Peanut Shorts!
Transfer Day Eve, aka Groundhog Day
On the eve of my embryo transfer, I’m not thinking about tomorrow. I’m thinking about December 9, 2011, and trying my damnedest to have my own little Groundhog Day.
Two things I am really, really bad at
It would appear that I am very bad at self-administering pokey things and being like Valerie Plame.
A lesson in statistics
I’ve made it over the first hurdle in this process — my pre-transfer ultrasound. Now my mind is swimming with statistics, and I’m terrified about making it through the next steps.
Mom’s Night Out
The first night I spent away from Peanut wasn’t as hard as I expected. The second night, on the other hand, was awful. It all goes back to Canadian Geese. Sort of.
The Hunt for Health Insurance
Looking for a new job shouldn’t be a search for the right kind of health insurance.
Resolutions for Year Two
365 days of being a parent have taught me much. I have a few ideas of things I’ll do differently in Peanut’s Year #2.