A Picture Says...

...1,000 words? Maybe. But it our case, it at least says Merry Christmas.

I am now completely sold on doing photo cards for Christmas. I always thought they were too impersonal. But you know what is too impersonal? Not getting a freaking card at all. That's what. And last year, WAY too many people got the impersonal touch from me. I was still exhausted from having a baby in the house and being back to work. Writing out all of those cards was a nightmare.

And printing address labels? Why did I not do this in the past? Can someone tell me please? Oh, right, because I am a moron.

I have a hectic, way-too-busy type of last week here before the holidays. The saving factor is that I work for a university, so I get the week between Christmas and New Years as a paid holiday. Yeah, I'll take that. But in the meantime, I wanted to wish you all a Merry Happy Kwanchristmakkaheid. Did I get them all?

Sick

Gah! I am fighting off the cold of the century right now. So, I'm not actually dead, I just look dead.

I came back from an errand to find a cough drop on my desk. Think maybe my neighbors at work are tired of hearing me cough up one lung at a time? Yeah, I'm tired of it too. Hubby is out getting cough meds right now. Yay!

Will recover and write again soon...

Long overdue update

Thank you to Tinker for reminding me that I did not include a promised update following my trip to the RE. Bad, bad dish.

The trip was wholly uneventful, to be honest. The RE asked a bunch of stuff about my last pregnancy, which was, overall, very smooth. I really only had problems at delivery and those have healed plague my nightmares make life a living hell become tolerable to a degree. The only real change he anticipates from the last round (and this conclusion is, of course, pending test results that don't reveal that I am even more broken) is that he will double my stim meds because I was a poor responder the last time (only 6 follicles, 5 eggs retrieved, 4 mature) and I have reached the dreaded "35 years of age and you are an old bag" landmark.

The timeline becomes somewhat tricky as I must juggle between trying to make it work regardless of what the world is throwing at me and planning around major work events. The compromise is that if the stars align and we find that something like sex can get your pregnant (I know, laughable) then so be it. In the meantime, we will also start updating our test results in January and plan for an April or May round of IVF. Basically, if I push it off until then I get two bonuses of the winter break from the University. I get to first, be paid for the time off (a good thing because the maternity leave is not paid) and if we go with the latter month, I get a long week off right before the end of the pregnancy. I'll take that.

Of course, when I got home from the appointment that day there was a letter in the mail from our adoption agency asking for additional paperwork. I can either assume that they are updating their files or that a match is pending. I am guessing the former. But, who knows, life can be kooky.

That's my story, what's up with you?