Today is my hubby's birthday! We started celebrating last night with a nice dinner and presents and I shot over to his workplace today with a balloon and some cupcakes. He is undoubtedly one of the kindest, and most generous spirits I have ever met. I am truly honored to call him my soul mate.
Okay, so I won't go getting too mushy. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR. SMILEY!
I spent my weekend shopping for our eight grandchildren and my niece (yes, you read that right--I have eight grandchildren by marriage but have no children of my own yet). I even stood in line at Best Buy for two freaking hours to get a thumb drive (if the 7-8 month pregnant woman I saw in line could do it then I was determined to make it as well)...now, that is surely insane. But, heck, I saved $40--that'll buy me one more vial of progesterone.
My Clomid bloating has given way to birth control pill bloating and headaches. My poor body must wonder what in the hell I am doing. One month I am stimming on Clomid and the next month supressing with bcp's. My kid better appreciate all this--it will surely make a better story than "I used to walk to school barefoot in three feet of snow." My version will go something like this: "I used to walk to school barefoot in three feet of snow with a Repronex rash invading my upper body, a Lupron headache pounding in my head, and blood dripping down my nerve-damaged-ass from intramuscular progesterone shots!"
Let the holiday madness begin...
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