Posted in October 2012

First weeks, by the numbers

First weeks, by the numbers

Six: Weeks pregnant I’ll be this Friday, which is the earliest we can go for our first scan. Woot! Over 8000: My hCG levels as of today (Monday). These get measured every two or three days to make sure the little pretzel is growing in there. I started at 735 last Monday, then went to … Continue reading

And it’s a…..

And it’s a…..

If you had guessed that Monday’s pregnancy test would come back:
a) Up the duff
b) Sprogged up
c) The oh-so-blunt sounding preferred term of my mother-in-law: “Preg” or
d) Any and all of the above

You are correct! It seems this crazy game of hormone lottery has paid off. I am pregnant. Continue reading

The verdict is in: We’re doubling down

The verdict is in: We’re doubling down

It seems I have been grossly mistaken. Lying in the transfer suite, surrounded by medical equipment and piped-in muzak, I looked over at my husband, held his hand, and felt awash with love, excitement, trepidation and a sense of momentousness. Let no-one tell you that getting pregnant this way cannot be romantic. As I said … Continue reading

It’s not that I’m superstitious….

How to boost your chances when prepping for progeny? I dunno, but I’m hoping that wearing a few lucky charms might help: • Some nice underwear. Hey, the kid deserves at little bit of romance! • An aquamarine ring given by my father to my mother when I was born • A brown-leather watch by … Continue reading

That was one heck of a Thanksgiving harvest

That was one heck of a Thanksgiving harvest

The results are in: Our harvest brought in nine eggs and some swimmers. Five eggs were mature, so were introduced to the gentlemen. Two hit it off, and have matured into embryos. We will find out tomorrow if the transfer will be on Monday – which also happens to be Canadian Thanksgiving – or Wednesday. … Continue reading

Who knew ovaries could hurt?

Who knew ovaries could hurt?

My ovaries hurt. Until now, rarely I have considered the fact that I have ovaries, let alone that they could become autonomous regions of discomfort. Seems they can. It’s as if they’ve voted for secession but are too busy squabbling over the colour of their new flag to actually be anything more than a nuisance. … Continue reading