Graduation Day!!!

Another great ultrasound!

I'm 9w3d one baby was measuring 9w2d and the other 9w1d, so they are growing right along at the same rate they've been growing for the last several weeks! Great news!

The hearts were beating at very similar rates- 170 and 174. I don't think I'll ever get tired of that sound!

Everything looked great and we graduated from our RE's office today! My nurse called this afternoon with my hormone levels and everything was right on track. My E2 was 6,000+ and progesterone was 53.1. The nurse was quick to explain that even though my progesterone is down from where it was the last time it was drawn, it is completely normal since I've decreased those horrid suppositories. She also said it is just exactly where they had hoped it would be. 

So, today was great news all around! Hooray!


AAAAANNNNNNDDD... I can stop taking METFORMIN!!!!

Friday...

Earlier in the week I watched a you tube video of an ultrasound at 9w3d, which is what I'll be on Friday for our ultrasound. It was amazing. Although I know the physical changes that are happening with our babies right now,  I know it wont really hit me until I see it with my own eyes. On that video I was looking at a baby who had little arms and legs waving around... I can't wait to see the same thing on Friday x2!

I had a HORRIBLE and completely unrealistic dream earlier in the week about our babies. I woke with my hand right on the hard spot of my belly where our babes are growing. Sometimes I feel it more than others and in that moment it was more obvious than it had ever been.

The nausea seems to be subsiding some (**knocks on wood**), so I'm doing my best to eat a little more. Eating is still difficult since heartburn seems to be a sure thing after almost every meal. Though I've found if I can manage to stay upright longer after eating I'm better off. There is just something about a full belly that makes me want to lay down and take a nap!

I'm sure I'll be back Friday with an update about our ultrasound. Until then, I'll be counting down the minutes!!!

Ultrasound update....

Two heartbeats!!!

I'm 7w3d today...
Baby A: 160bpm measures 7w2d
Baby B: 153bpm measures 7w3d

Completely and totally in love :)

Final RE appointment and ultrasound January 27th!!!

So Happy!

First off, thanks for all of the fun comments yesterday, we are really excited!!!

Next, I'm not going to lie, I was terrified yesterday morning that we were going to get to the ultrasound and there was going to be nothing in there. My one symptom that had been holding strong (crazy sore boobs) was suddenly much better this when I woke up. Freaked.Out. Hubs held strong and was sure everything was fine. He was right. Like usual... don't tell him I said that.

As soon as the wand was in I saw two sacs and was instantly calmed when I could see the flicker of a heartbeat. The other sac seemed smaller, so I wasn't sure if it was viable, but I just kept focusing on that flicker... best.thing.ever! Well, until she turned on the sound and we got to hear that little heart beating :)

She told us there were two right away and after noting the heartbeat in the first she moved to the second and we tried to see the heartbeat. We didn't see it at first, but we were able to see the yolk sac and the baby. She then went back to baby A took the measurements (6w2d) and we listened to that sweet beating heart. Baby B is situated behind Baby A and is a little tricky to get a good image of, but on second glance we were all able to see the tell tale flicker. Baby B measured 2 days behind Baby A at 6w.

We're hopeful that we'll be able to hear both heartbeats next Friday! 6 days until we get to see them again :)

I'm feeling much more confident today. It also helps that the symptoms came back in full force yesterday afternoon :)

In other, nearly as exciting news... My hormone levels looked great yesterday and I can stop estrogen (5,031) all together and I get to move do to two progesterone suppositories a day from three because my progesterone was nice and high at (120.2). My doctor did tell me that she likes to keep twin pregnancies on progesterone until about 12 weeks.... 5 more weeks of those little gems- JOY!

:)

Twins! Today I'm 6w3d- baby A is measuring 6w2d and baby B is measuring 6w0d. We saw the flicker of both hearts, but we were only able to hear baby A's today. Our doctor said there was about a 70 percent chance that baby B would be viable, but that was before we found that tiny little flicker!

We're pretty excited and cautiously optimistic that this will be a healthy twin pregnancy. Next ultrasound- one week from today!!!

This is totally normal, right?!?

Effing crazy dream. Like for serious.

Last night the following things happened in my dream....

• Hubs and I arrived 3 hours early for our embryo transfer. 
• He decided to have an elective surgery while we waited. I stayed in the car during said surgery.
• The doctor who did my ET walked by the car while I was sitting in it, knocked on the window and asked if I wanted to have an ultrasound. He said he'd bring the machine out to the car. (uh, what?)
• Just then, my husband came out from his surgery and we drove away. We passed the doctor pushing the ultrasound machine while driving away. 
• We ended up at my parent's house (2 hours away) just before my transfer was scheduled to start. At this point I went to lunch with a bunch of people I didn't know. 
• I finally realized that I needed to be at the transfer, so I started frantically trying to call the clinic. 
• I could not for the life of me get my phone to work. It did look an awful lot like a tv remote and did seem to work with the TV, perhaps that was the problem! 
• In fact, my phone was so useless it seemed like a good idea to walk into a grocery store, cut a head of cabbage into quarters with a freaking sword and use it to call the embryologist.... in London. 
• At this point, I lost my shoes (pretty sure that is when I took off my socks in my sleep) stole a car and took about 85 wrong turns trying to get to the clinic for my transfer.
• And then I woke up... 

Someone please interpret that mess...

Two Perfect Blasts....

We just got home and settled in after our transfer. You'll remember that we've heard no updates sine the initial fertilization report on Wednesday morning.

Of our 9 retrieved eggs, 7 were mature, 6 fertilized with ICSI and as of this morning 5 were still growing!!!! The doctor performing the transfer today said that while I'm not much of a quantity girl when it comes to eggs retrieved, I'm certainly a quality girl when it comes to embryos.... Yay, finally I do something right!!!!

We transferred what the embryologist called 'two absolutely perfect blasts.' The remaining three all looked good but were growing at a slower pace (exactly what we saw last time) and depending on their status tomorrow, they will be frozen.

The transfer itself went perfectly, but leading up to it with the speculum was kind of a mess! It had to do with my full bladder making it difficult to visualize the cervix... It took three speculums. And, I'm fairly glad I didn't see the last one because I'm pretty sure it was enormous!

I'll be spending the rest of the afternoon in bed watching tv... I know I'll be bored and tired of laying by the time the 48 hour mandatory bed rest is lifted on Tuesday morning, but for now laying in my cozy bed being lazy and waited on hand and foot is a pretty sweet deal!!!

Ten days in...

I had yet another ultrasound, this time with the final doctor in the practice that I had yet to see. He's a fairly well known doctor when it comes to IVF, and I was glad to have someone who has seen plenty cases tell me it was time to TRIGGER!

My follies grew significantly (which did not go unnoticed by me!) and it looks like several are very ready and there are multiple that will get their final nudge with the vial of menopur I took this morning, tonight's follistim dose and the 10,000 units of HCG that will be swimming around in there later this evening. All of this means we're scheduled for a Tuesday morning retrieval! Yahoo!

I am so ready!

Stats:
Lining- >10mm triple stripe
Right side- 9 or 10 contenders + 3 smaller (largest 19mm)
Left side- 5 or 6 contenders + 5 smaller (largest 20mm)
E2- 2549, a much healthier number than this stage last time-- thank goodness!

Tonight:
Final follistim, lupron and dexamethasone doses.
6pm- 100iu Follistim
8pm- 5iu Lupron
9pm- Dexamethasone
9:30pm- 10,000units of HCG

Three more injections!!!

Suppressed!

I had my suppression check this morning with one of the other doctors in the practice. I saw him several times while my doctor was on maternity leave last spring and we had a few comical run ins-  here and here. Thankfully nothing crazy happened today, just an ultrasound that showed suppressed ovaries and follies that were begging to be stimulated. Or something like that.

My ovaries looked a little different today- dare I say less PCOS-y than usual?!? There were about 9 follies on each side that were measuring somewhere in the realm of 6-7.5mm. My lining was 3mm. As I was writing this, the nurse called and said my E2 was nice and low at 32. So over all, there look to be fewer follicles from the start this time. But, I also know that my doctor counts ALL of the follicles at the suppression check and I'm not sure the doctor I saw today was counting the tiny ones. Either way, there are plenty!

Once all was said and done, ultrasound...blood draw...tats drawn on my hips, I had the pleasure of racking up some airline miles for what will surely be a baby-moon in the near future. And by this, I mean I paid for our cycle. And it was painful.

We're still set to start stims on Saturday morning, because it would be un-holy to make me rearrange my Black Friday shopping plans for something silly like a needle being shoved into my hip. This my friends, is why I LOVE my nurse!

Are you getting up at the crack of dawn and shopping on Friday? I'm waiting to hear my SIL's plan of attack and I'm kind of crossing my fingers that it doesn't start at midnight! Though, nothing says holiday cheer like watching a couple of women fight over a pillow pet  in the wee morning hours. I'm sure I'll be back with stories!


3 days until we start stims.
5 days until my first monitoring appointment!

I have a picture of my socks today but I can't seem to get it to upload... maybe I can share it over the weekend!

Get Outta My Head...

I've been having some absurd dreams lately. The first couple were just pain outrageous and left me thinking about carnies when I woke up in the morning. Last night's dream was about our egg retrieval.

You may remember that during our first IVF cycle I had a recurring dream about my doctor showing up to my ER wearing flannel pj's with kittens on them- I'm hoping this new dream doesn't become a staple of my dreamy state. At least the last one was kinda funny- this one was just concerning.

In my dream Hubs decides that he doesn't want to go with me to the ER (NOT acceptable!) so I asked my parents to go instead. Keep in mind my parents don't even know that we're starting another cycle right now- and my mother is WAY too high strung to be in attendance at my ER/ET- no way, no how. In addition to it being totally weird that my parents were there, I had the nurse from HELL. She knew absolutely nothing about the IVF process and didn't think it was a big deal that I had no idea how many eggs were collected. Then, although  I've done this before, I think that it would be important for them to go over the post-ER restrictions- they didn't agree. So weird.

I woke up this morning VERY thankful to be in my bed with my alarm buzzing on my nightstand. I know that none of those things would ever happen, but that doesn't mean it doesn't mess with my stress level a little bit.

In more exciting news... 8 more BCPs! I'm oddly excited to start injecting myself with lu.pron on Monday- I know that sounds odd, but I'm well aware how quickly things start moving at that point!!!

I have my annual tomorrow with the doctor we are hoping to use for OB care in the near future- I'm sure I'll be back here with an opinion mid-morning.... because, I always have an opinion!

A little of this, and a little of that...

I started birth control on Wednesday and I'm already counting down the days until it is over... 22.

In reference to yesterdays post- Don't get me wrong, I do think her comments were well meaning. And I can understand wanting to make a connection with people, especially when they are hurting. It all was just a lot too soon, and not at all in a sensitive manner. But, that is kind of the way she is... words coming out with zero thought.

I scheduled my suppression check and it just so happens my doctor is going to be out that day. However I was able to get an appointment with my second favorite doctor. I'm just hoping my favorite nurse will be in (its the day before Thanksgiving) to draw some targets on my rear, because I don't drop my pants for just anyone. Who am I kidding, I totally do. Ahhhhh, infertility. 

I FINALLY made an appointment with the OBGYN we hope to use for prenatal care once I finally get/stay pregnant. I had previously been seeing a NP at a women's care clinic about twenty-five minutes away. We now live less than a mile from a great (but small) hospital, and assume we will deliver there provided it is a normal (read: not multiple or otherwise high risk) pregnancy. The doctor we are seeing has rights at this small hospital as well as the large university hospital near by. I do really hate seeing new doctors though. I hope I like her, because I'd hate to do this all over again! 

I've made it to the weight that my doctor wanted me to be prior to this next round of IVF. It was in no way a stipulation on treatment, more a suggestion, but I'm glad I'm there. This also makes me about 2lbs. away from a VERY large goal that I NEVER thought I'd reach. 

Speaking of weightloss, and I know I've said this before, I'm running out of things to wear. Yesterday, I pulled out the smallest pair of jeans I own. They are from college and haven't fit in literally years, but they are the kind of jeans that have A LOT of good memories, so I've kept them. Well, they totally fit. However, why did I ever think low rise (like ultra low rise) jeans were comfortable? And that wash... wow.

I'm starting to think I have forgotten a little about our last IVF cycle. You know how mothers always say you forget the pain of childbirth over time? I think I've done the same with IVF to a certain extent. I know with everything that I am, that it is worth it- so whatever it takes, I'm all in. Except for one thing. There is one piece that I've not forgotten, and I could certainly do without. It starts with a G and ends with atorade. I've already started stocking up when I've seen it on sale and I have a nice assortment of flavors (I learned that the hard way last time!)  I'm already dreading the countless bottles I will consume. Buuuuuut, it is far better than the alternative (OHSS and a freeze-all situation) so I'll comply. 

And with that... its time for my birth control pill.... 21 more :) 

I Love a Plan.... *UPDATED*

Sooooo, today's the day.

I'm trying to not be discouraged that almost exactly a year ago we were seeing our RE for the very first consultation appointment. In the time since that appointment, we've seen peaks and valleys. There have been moments of hope, frustration, sadness, anger, excitement, pain, joy and a myriad of other emotions... but if you're reading this, you already 'get' that roller coaster. You understand, so I'll stop trying to put into words something that really can't be explained, only felt.

As we go into today's appointment, I am excited. Sure there is still the pain of what has happened in the last several weeks, and knowing that it will certainly be talked about kind of makes me cringe, but I'm ready. We knew from the start that this was going to be a rough road, and I am proud of the way we've handled it so far- with faith, courage and perseverance.

I'm excited to see where this journey is going to take us next. I'll be back this afternoon with an update!

Update!!!

Out appointment went great. We started by talking briefly about what happened with IVF #1. We went over my response to the medication, the eggs that were retrieved, eggs that were mature, eggs that fertilized and eventually what we transferred and what we froze. We touched on our short lived pregnancy, which is believed to be due to a chromosomal issue, and then talked about what the options were and potential changes.....

We basically have two options. A fresh cycle or a frozen cycle. We currently have two great (the sheet said 5AAA) embryos in the freezer, and there is absolutely no reason to believe they are anything but perfect. The thaw rate is 80-85% make it through the thaw to transfer- meaning most likely we would end up with both. While this is a very valid option, my doctor encouraged us to consider a fresh cycle given that we're young, able, and know that we want to have more than one baby/successful pregnancy. We had already pretty much decided that we wanted to do a fresh cycle if that was what she recommended, so we were sold.

Given that our # retrieved/# mature/ #fertilized was not exactly what any of us predicted, there will be some small changes to our next cycle. Instead of starting slow on the stim drugs, we will start at a higher dose and taper down instead of moving in the opposite direction, thus hopefully recruiting more from the start. The only other change is she asked me to lose about 10lbs. I don't see this as much of an issue, I've been loosing weight for about the last year without much effort- so I'll just kick it into high gear for the next several weeks and I'm sure I'll get there. No biggy.

So the plan is to have my baseline ultrasound as soon as I get my next period. With that period I'll start a month of birth control for a couple of reasons- 1. to give me some time to loose the weight 2. so we don't end up with a super long cycle pushing out our start date or running into the embryology close period in December. Once that month is complete, I will probably take a few more pills and then start lu.pron. As of right now we are projected to be doing our ER/ET around the first week of December. Which means we will likely be in the midst of daily/every-other-day monitoring right over Thanksgiving weekend. Not ideal, but I would really rather not wait until January!

So that is the plan! The official start of IVF round 2 looks like it will be sometime in October and will span through November and then trickle into December. This of course will all be determined by my current cycle-- and at this point I don't have a whole lot of faith in having a 'normal' natural cycle. In the event that this cycle makes it to the 40 day mark, I'll go in for blood work and start pro.vera. That stuff KILLS me, so hopefully it will not come to that!

Overall, we left feeling very optimistic that we WILL get pregnant again, and that the next pregnancy WILL be successful.

Ahhhh, a plan. I feel so much better :)

Because 5 is better than 4.....

Beta five. At this point we are just watching the level until it reaches zero, but these every other day blood draws are starting to make me look like some kind of addict.

Today's blood draw was accompanied by a quick appointment with my doctor for an ultrasound. She said she wasn't totally certain that the ultrasound was necessary, but it would give me a good indication of what to expect and we'd be able to make sure my ovaries were shrinking back down to a normal size. Everything looked fine and she was able to tell me to expect a decent amount of bleeding given the thickness of my lining.

As I was sitting there waiting for her to come in, I noticed that the ultrasound machine was set to "early OB" ... low blow. I know that is technically what this ultrasound was, but it still stung to see it on the screen when I knew we would not be seeing a baby on that screen. My doctor also warned me before we even started the ultrasound that she had no intention of seeing anything. She admitted that her main reason for keeping my ultrasound appointment was to being to check in with me on how everything is going- make sure I wasn't having any abnormal symptoms, pain or depression.

She was very candid with me and told me that she was pretty disappointed that it didn't work out the way we'd all hoped. She did however remind me that we've learned a lot from this cycle and it is steps in the right direction. We talked briefly about the options that are ahead of us, but both agreed that no decisions need to be made just yet. After my beta is down to zero and the bleeding has stopped we'll figure out a time to sit down with her and talk about what is next. I am hopeful that since this was such an early loss that we won't need to wait too long before we try again.

My nursed called and left a message after my appointment with my beta level, 8.9. I am thankful it is dropping quickly. I know it would be hard for me to go in over and over to have it drawn. As it is, today was number five and next Monday I'll be back for number six.

When I got home from my appointment today I noticed that I had some bleeding. I wondered at first if it could have been from the vaginal ultrasound, but I've since decided that this is it. It is bittersweet in that I hate this is the end of a very short lived pregnancy, but at the same time I feel like it is impossible to begin picking up the pieces of the last couple of weeks until this is officially over.

I'm sure I'll be back tomorrow with an update and the story of the poor receptionist that put her foot in her mouth (perhaps all the way down her throat!).... it is a good thing she is my favorite!!!

Quick Question IF'ers....

Hypothetical question:

If you were in the process of looking for a fertility clinic/RE, and while researching came across a video (recent) in which one of the doctors referred to an IVF baby as a test tube baby, would you be turned off by that clinic?

Stim Day 7...

I had my third monitoring appointment this morning and everything is looking great. My doctor was happy with my progress, so we are keeping with the same doses of medication. As of today it looks like we have about 20 follies in the running, the largest is about 13.5mm and the average size overall is about 12mm. Thankfully they are all pretty close in size, and it looks like several will be mature at the time of the collection. My E2 level is more than doubling every two days, so it seems like we are on the right track. If that continues, I think doctor's predictions seem right on.

Today my doctor said if she had to guess, she would predict trigger on Tuesday, retrieval on Thursday and transfer the following Tuesday.... which puts the beta on July 28th, the day before our 5 year anniversary.

We're getting very close.... and the egg retrieval is getting less scary by the day. I think by then I'll be less concerned with that monster needle, and more concerned about getting these things OUT OF ME!

Dreamland...

After information overload at our IVF class last week we went to dinner, laughed about some comical parts of the class and then came home and snuggled into bed. Snuggled in for some of the most absurd dreams yet. I've shared some of my crazy dreams with you all before, and I'm pretty sure the ultrasound in Target still wins for ridiculousness, but this one is pretty great too.

So, to set the scene a little let me first take you back to the very first course I took in college. It was a math class for educators and my teacher happened to become one of my favorites, even if it was impossible to understand half of what she said through her Bulgarian accent. She was thin, dark haired and pregnant, all three characteristics of my current RE (well, she isn't pregnant anymore).

So in my dream I arrive at the clinic for my retrieval. I wasn't nervous at all, but was very tired and was wearing yoga pants and a T-shirt. I remember climbing onto a bed in the procedure room (fully clothed!) and then hearing a woman who looked like my doctor, but sounded just like my Bulgarian math professor talking on the phone. There were also two nurses in the room sitting in the corner chit chatting. I still had not had any medication, the IV had been placed, but wasn't current hooked up to anything. The bed was set at an odd angle and I kept falling off of it, and just barely being able to climb back onto the table because I was so tired. Every time it happened no one seemed alarmed and they would just would tell we I wasn't allowed to eat, drink or go to the bathroom so I might as well just try to sleep until they were ready.

After several falls I finally just curled up on the floor and went to sleep. When I woke up, my doctor was there and said that they were done and told me the egg count. I was still curled up in a ball laying on the floor of the procedure room completely clothed. I asked how that was possible from the position and the obvious obstacle of my clothing, and she replied that while it was a difficult angle, she made it work.

However, the kicker to the whole story (as weird as it has already been) is the fact that she preformed my ER while wearing flannel pajamas. Pink flannel pajamas. Pink flannel pajamas with kittens and balls of yarn on them.

Welcome to my dreamland! I can't wait to see what I muster up while I'm under sedation. I'm just praying I don't talk in my sleep :)

IVF 101

Thursday night we had the first of two IVF classes. It was about two hours of information about everything that is about to happen. The director of nursing and another nurse led the class and were joined later by the embryologist. Although we already knew the majority of the information that was presented, it was nice to hear it all again and kind of put it all together. The portion that the embryologist presented was pretty interesting, and we were able to watch a video of her preforming ICSI, which was pretty amazing.

There was only one brief moment of panic during the class. The nurse was going over the medications and said lupron needs to be stored in the refrigerator. I had picked up my drugs on Monday afternoon, and it was now Thursday evening... my leuprolide was NOT in the fridge. Uh-oh! Thankfully I buy my drugs from a local pharmacy and the pharmacist that I had just seen a couple hours earlier for longer menopur needles was at the class to answer questions and I was able to ask him refrigerating the leuprolide on a break. He assured me that it was likely fine, and told me to just check the vial for the refrigerate sticker when I got home. Thankfully everything is fine, and I don't need to buy a new vial!

The staff at our clinic is hilarious, it was nice to be able to laugh a little even though the topic was pretty heavy. Highlights included talk of being able to get pregnant even if there is only one twitching sperm in the corner and while talking about embryos not "falling out" describing the uterus and lining as a baguette spread with cream cheese.... seriously, is it necessary to ruin more food for me? I already have the hardest time eating eggs these days (EWCM). Cottage cheese was also mentioned, but you all probably have some idea what that one was in reference to. Needless to say, the tub that I have in my fridge will be finding its way to my garbage can this week... ICK! Overall, I'm glad we went. Next up is an injection class. Though I'm fully capable of a sub-q injection it will be good for hubs to practice IM injections.... hopefully not on my tush!

After looking over our new calendar I've realized that this week is my final "free" week. The last week that is completely free of appointments until sometime in late July.... what to do, what to do!?!?!? Perhaps we will go away for a quick weekend before the injections begin. But until then, I am pretty sure I will be cleaning and organizing up a storm. Something about a nice clean organized house just makes me feel so calm and stress free :)

PS... I've had two dreams about the egg retrieval since Thursday- I'll share the whole story later this week. For now all I'm going to tell you is it has to do with kittens, pink flannel and my Bulgarian math professor from college. Wowsers. Ridiculousness.

Small World...

Back in February I wrote about running into someone I went to high school with at our fertility clinic. It was kind of an odd moment between us, because although we played volleyball together both at school and on club teams for the better part of 7 years, we were never really good friends. I haven't actually seen her again at the clinic, and assumed she worked in the andrology department.

Well, on Monday my phone rang and I noticed that it was the clinic calling. I assumed it was the financial office calling to go over the costs of IVF, but instead it was my doctor. I was surprised to hear her voice (I typically hear from her nurse) and she said she "had something she wanted to run by me." She explained to me that as they were going over upcoming cases that the nurse recognized my name, and approached my doctor telling her that she felt it was necessary to ask me if I was comfortable with her being part of my medical team at the ER and ET.

It turns out the reason I don't typically see her at the clinic is because she works in the surgical area. She typically is in the room with my doctor at both egg retrievals and embryo transfers. So my doctor reiterated over and over that if this was something that was going to stress me out we could work around it. In the end I said I didn't care. I mean it isn't like she doesn't already know all of our business. The only thing that she wouldn't see is... well, my you know. And as I told my husband... what's one more person seeing my lady bits? ... at this point it feels kind of like a show piece.

It is a little weird to think that this person that I've "known" for 17 years may potentially be in the room when I conceive, but lets face it, if you had told me ANY of this would happen ten years ago I would have thought you were nuts. So, why not make the story of our baby/babies' conception a little more twisted!

IVF...

There is something comforting about walking into a place you haven't been in four weeks and having everyone know you and ask you how you've been. In the future I would like those occurrences to NOT happen at a fertility clinic, but beggars can't be choosers I guess. Yesterday was our IVF consultation appointment.

We sat down with our doctor to discuss the risks, success rates and a timeline for the IVF cycle that is about to happen....

At our clinic, IVF is a three month process. The first month (hopefully starting at the end of next week!!) will be the testing/teaching phase. During May I'll have my baseline ultrasound, some blood work, an IVF class, an injection training, a practice transfer and an ultrasound to look at the blood flow to my uterus. Once I start another cycle (hopefully at the beginning of June) I will start birth control. My IVF nurse said that I will probably do two weeks of birth control then start lurpon and likely be moving on to stims the first week in July!

Goodbye Modesty....

Over the last nearly three (wow, that was painful to type!) years I've had several dreams where we have kids, but I don't think I've ever had a dream that I was pregnant. Well, Thursday night that all changed.....

I dreamt I was 6 weeks pregnant and we were going in for our first ultrasound. Seems pretty normal, right? It was until we pulled up to Target for said ultrasound. Weird yes, but I figured there would be a room set up near the pharmacy for this type of thing. Wrong. We walked in and found my doctor standing near the front of the store with a medical table and ultrasound machine. Upon noticing us she said the usual "undress from the waist down and hop up on the table." The weird part is, I was TOTALLY fine with it. The pants came off and I jumped up on that table excited to see what was hiding out inside in my uterus... one or two babes?!?! It seems important to also share that the 'business end' of things was pointed directly at the doors..... welcome to Target!!!

As soon as she started the ultrasound I started to cry... I could see them.... twins!! Later in the dream we shared the news with my husband's parents. Before telling them that we were expecting we first asked them 10 questions ranging from why they didn't have any bobble heads in their living room to what their favorite mnemonic device was. Seriously, WEIRD! Their reactions to the big news were pretty fitting... lots of tears and very few words.. until they both threw themselves on top of us. I woke up SO thrilled to have finally had a dream that I was pregnant and cracking up at the events that had just transpired!

While I am known to have crazy dreams from time to time, they usually occur when I am on some sort of fertility medication, which is not the case right now. I am taking this little dream to mean one thing... babies are on the way! I am just going to look past the crazy parts and focus on the main event :)