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Being a Twin

I’m a twin. An identical twin actually. Ironically, we happen to have seven sets of identical twins in our extended family, and I think it always surprises people when I say that I am absolutely, categorically against having twins of my own. I am petrified actually. So much so, that during our ivf treatment we…

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Jinx!

Well, I don’t think the baby sprinkle actually jinxed me, but yesterday pretty much sucked. (By the way, the baby sprinkle was a ton of fun and it was great getting to chat with my friends and family! So that part was at amazing . . .) The not so amazing part was when I…

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Baby Sprinkle

I’m not 100% sure how I feel about it, but my sister is coming into town this weekend to host a baby sprinkle for me. I am excited about having her come into town and celebrate this baby (which I have done so very little of), but at the same time I’m still a little…

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My Baby, the Stormtrooper

Bah! My baby looks like a Stormtrooper. . . or an arachnid . . .or a weird combination of puppy and human.   I swear, in every ultrasound there is at least one image where I question whether or not our baby looks “normal.” Like everything related to parenting and raising a child – I’m hoping…

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Speechless

I have been avoiding writing a post this week, because I simply don’t know what to say. Every time I turn on the news, I feel like I’m drowning in the craziness of current events. Hate, bigotry, and violence is becoming the norm in our country, and it fucking sucks. This is not who we are. This is not who I am. This is not how I will raise my children to be.

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Please Still Be My Friend

Dear Diane, I am so thankful for meeting you through the mom’s morning out program, and I really hope that we can continue our play dates in the future. Because you know as well as I do how hard it is to meet mommies that have similar interests and so many things in common. It’s uncanny that we’re both engineers turned stay at home moms, both have sons, and have both struggled with infertility. When I had my miscarriage, you were the person that I turned to. You knew exactly what I was going through and how I felt. We both commiserated over the unfairness of having to suffer through…

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Um . . . I’m Pregnant!

I think it’s finally starting to hit me. . . I’m pregnant. I mean, when I look at myself in the mirror, it’s clear that my belly is growing and that my boobs are getting bigger, but I have struggled to accept this pregnancy. From the beginning, my emotions have been unbalanced, my expectations have…

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I’m Off the Meds!

So it’s been roughly a week since I stopped my meds. . . And everything is fine! I haven’t had any spotting or any other suspicious side effects, and I mostly feel relieved. I do have this lingering sense of “oh my god, I hope I didn’t give my baby genital abnormalities by taking the progesterone for so long,“ but at this point I know I’ve got to let it go. Rumination is getting me nowhere, and I have to be content with the fact that everything I’ve done has been in the best interest of this baby. Plus, I’m sure we will love this baby no matter what happens.…

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Nothing is Perfect

I’m a little annoyed. At the beginning of each week I have been giving blood to determine my progesterone levels in order to reduce my medication. Last week I finally stopped my PIO (progesterone in oil) booty injections, but I was still taking oral prometrium – 200 mg/day. The previous two weeks the doctor’s office has been amazing about calling me the day after I gave blood with my progesterone values. But not this week. I called twice on Tuesday to remind them about giving me my values and then twice on Wednesday as well. By Thursday they still hadn’t called me back with my progesterone results, and you can…

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Thank You Butt

We got our progesterone value today, and it is still holding strong at 50 ng/ml! Which means (drum roll please) that yesterday was the last day that I had to take my booty shot! I am beyond excited right now. Not taking those shots really is like the end of an era. No more sharp stabs…

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