Wednesday, October 5, 2016

Rhydian's Birth Story

Life got super crazy after my last update.  I had another hospital stay because baby boy was having heart decelerations. This almost resulted in an emergency c-section at 34 weeks. Fortunately things calmed down and we were able to go home after 5 days. But it was a crazy & scary ride!

Baby boy was super stubborn after that! Even though I was dilated and 100% effaced, I almost ended up having to be induced. At my last appointment before my induction, Dr. M. stripped my membranes and it worked! Little Mr. entered the world early the next morning at 38w4d! It was my longest pregnancy and only 3 days before his scheduled induction.

Rhydian James Hernandez was born on September 14, 2016 at 6:36 am weighing 7lb 2oz and 18.25 inches long.


It was a fast and furious labor. At my appointment in the morning I was already 4 cm dilated, so after Dr. M stripped my membranes, I started contracting immediately and never stopped. All afternoon and evening I was contracting, but I did not want to be sent home for going into the hospital too early. So after Jorge got home from work, I made him take me for a walk. After that we put the kids to bed and I started cleaning the house. I figured it worked to help distract me while I labored with Emmett, so it was worth a shot!

About 11pm I decided to go to bed, but never was able to fall asleep. My contractions hurt so much, but were still about 7-10 minutes apart, so I was getting frustrated! About 1am I woke Jorge up because I couldn't handle the pain anymore. By the time my friend arrived to stay with the kids and we got in the car my contractions were 2 minutes apart and I thought I was dying! Jorge was so panicked because the hospital I needed to deliver at was 45 minutes away.

We ended up getting to the hospital about an hour and 15 minutes later because, unbeknownst to us, they were doing overnight construction and the exit we needed to take to the hospital was blocked. I was trying to look up alternate directions in between contractions and Jorge was freaking out he'd have to pull over and deliver the baby on the side of the road himself. We finally got to the hospital and they took one look at me (they may have also heard screams during contractions...) and they admitted me right away. I was already 6.5 cm dilated and SO grateful for the epidural!

During my appointment that morning (technically the morning before) Dr. M had been joking if I could just be in labor and ready to push between 6 and 7 in the morning he could come over from his office before he started seeing patients and deliver the baby. Since he is a Perinatologist he does the occasional c-section, but not regular deliveries. We kinda laughed about it and I shrugged it off. But we ended up being admitted about 3am and around 6:15am I was ready to push. So I called Dr. M and he came! It was awesome!

Right before Dr. M arrived one of the residents wanted to check my cervix to make sure I was ready and she popped my water...all over her face! It was disgusting and awesome at the same time. I'm pretty sure she only thought it was disgusting though... She stepped out of the room to go clean up and Dr. M arrived right after. Everyone was so confused since he doesn't do deliveries. They had gotten all the supplies set out and ready for the on-call Dr to deliver and were getting ready to break down the bed. Dr M he said he only needed a gown and gloves and we'd deliver old school mid-wife style.

One push and Rhydian was born. But he wasn't crying. I kept asking why he wasn't crying and Dr. M was clearly trying to distract me while he handed the baby to the nurses. He was showing us the placenta and talking about how awesome and thick the umbilical cord was. The nurses finally got the baby to cry and I was able to relax. Come to find out, he had the cord wrapped around his body twice and his neck 3 times! Dr. M said that was likely why he was having those heart decelerations and also why I didn't deliver any earlier. The cord had basically anchored him in! So blessings in disguise, I guess?!? We were able to go home the next day.

left - on our way home; top right - day before I delivered; bottom right - baby's first photo

Nursing has been rough with Rhydian. He was also tongue tied (like Emmett) and had to have his tongue clipped. We are working on trying to get him latched properly. But he's a super sweet baby and the perfect caboose to our little family. Everyone loves him!

I am so excited to move on from the birthing babies part of my life!!

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Our Busy life and I'm 29 weeks!

So its been a while. Its been crazy here. Emmett turned 2!! The kids got out of school (but go back next week. Dear year-round school,  thanks for the 3 week summer... Grrr...) We've had Jorge's dad here visiting and helping the past few weeks. I've had several Dr's appointments and one exciting trip to Labor & Delivery. Hoping to make it to at least 36 weeks!


Wednesday, June 8, 2016

Charlotte Got Baptized & 24 Week Viability!

The past few weeks have been a whirlwind! My sweet little girl Charlotte got baptized into The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints last Saturday. We couldn't be prouder of her decision to take this step in her life. Jorge was so excited and proud to baptize his daughter and I have to admit, there might have been a few tears of my own shed. We had such a fun day celebrating with lots of family and friends.


Grandma & Grandpa Kirby were able to come from Idaho for Charlotte's baptism. They were able to visit for a few days before and after and we had so much fun! The girls decided they wanted to call Grandma "Mama K" and Emmett called Grandpa "Papa" or "Grandma" the entire time. The kids loved being able to spend time with them since they live in another state and hadn't seen them in over a year.


And in other news I made it to 24 weeks - VIABILITY! My cervix is still short and is now 30% funneled. I'm still contracting away some days and other days are quiet. I was given betamethasone (steroid) shots for bay's lungs just in case. If we make it to 28 weeks I'll get another round of shots as a booster.

It's so frustrating that my body just does whatever it wants! But we are now at least at viability - which means if baby boy were to come now, they would do everything in their power to try to save him, but every day in my body is better and means less complications and NICU time.

The girls pray every day to "please not let the baby die" which breaks my heart a little bit every time. I HATE that they have had to experience such loss at such young ages. We are so grateful to Heavenly Father for helping us make it to this point and are always praying for the pregnancy to continue as long as possible. No matter the outcome, God is good.

24 weeks

Monday, May 23, 2016

22 Weeks

I'm now 22 weeks and 2 days. I had my appointment last week with Dr. M and it wasn't good. My cervix shortened even more. He really freaked me out talking about the risks of preterm labor and a short cervix. I'm still on meds to stop the contractions and now I'm on modified bedrest - which is really hard having 3 kids to take care of! But my girls are a huge help with Emmett. Emmett still doesn't like that I have to be in bed so much, but we have discovered he will sit for about 20 minutes snuggling with me if I turn on "Mater" (from Disney's Cars). Its not ideal of course, but it works for now. I'm really fortunate to have my sister-in-law so close by too. She's been helping watch the kids when I go to appointments - which I think will probably be every week from here until delivery - whenever that may be. Right now we are hoping to make it to 24 weeks - the magic week of viability.

22 weeks (and I still have a dirty mirror!) 


Our home teacher came over last night and helped Jorge give me a blessing. I really feel at peace knowing everything will be fine with the baby, but I don't know if that means he will be born early or not. As my Dr said, there is no predictable pattern with preterm labor. And just because it's worked out in the past, doesn't mean it will this time. I'm just trying to have faith that its all in Heavenly Father's hands and not matter how it turns out, it will be ok.

So even thought I have to rest a lot, I'm trying to keep busy. I've decided to start a project I've been putting off for lack of time. I felt at the beginning of the year that I really want/need to focus more on getting to know the character of Jesus Christ. I started reading Jesus the Christ by James E Talmadge.  I want to put together a book complete with photos about the life and character of Christ for my kids as a Christmas present. Maybe it seems a little cheesy, but I really want them to know my testimony about Christ, who He is and His goodness towards all mankind. Hopefully it all comes together! I might share bits of inspiration I discover along the way. Now I'm off to rest some more while my kids watch too much TV. Oi! This too shall pass.

Saturday, May 14, 2016

21 weeks and the drama begins...

Today I hit 21 weeks! I'm feeling this little boy kicking more and more. I'm also gaining more and more weight. This pregnancy has been hands down different than my previous pregnancies - in a great way! Yes, I was still diagnosed with Hyperemesis, but the medications have made all the difference. (I talked in depth about them in this post.) I am grateful for the meds! But I have to admit it is messing with my mind a little bit. I usually lose over 10% of my body weight in the first trimester. And by this point, I am usually still struggling to gain back all the weight I lost. Then I go on to only gain a little bit - like 12 lbs with Amelia, 17lbs with Charlotte and 24lbs with Emmett. But this time around I have gained 17 lbs and the scale will continue to climb, I am sure. I know this is completely normal. I know its healthy - especially since I started this pregnancy the lowest I have ever weighed and the healthiest I have ever been. But having lost 60 lbs after I gave birth to Emmett, there is a certain amount of anxiety everytime I step on that scale. Ugh. I know, I'm being dramatic. But its my reality. Below are before & after photos:



On to other news...

I have had preterm labor/short cervix issues in all of my previous pregnancies (that resulted in a take-home baby). I knew the day was coming. But since this pregnancy had been so different, I think I allowed myself a bit of a false sense of security. I had been cramping a little bit starting around 19 or so weeks, but once I hit 20 weeks the cramping really ramped up. And so I went to my appointment with Dr. M. this week and my cervix has shortened. I'm having actual contractions (versus Braxton Hicks) that are changing my cervix. I was put on meds to stop the contractions and told to "take it easy". I go back next week to see how my cervix is and hopefully it has stabilized. I knew this was coming, but it doesn't make it any easier.


Saturday, April 30, 2016

19 weeks and gender announcement

I can't believe it has been a month since my last super anxious post. Baby is looking great! We even found out the gender... It's a BOY!  We are so excited! Part of the reason we wanted to have another baby was that I just had this overwhelming spiritual impression that Emmett needed a brother. And there you go! You will never go wrong when following promptings you get from Heavenly Father. So far so good!

Morning sickness still rears its ugly head every now and then. The past few days have been terrible. I think the crazy bad heartburn I had with Emmett is kicking in which just makes me feel terrible every night. I'm still on all my anti-nausea/anti-vomiting meds. I tried to go off them last week. That was the worst idea. Lets just say my hubby was begging me to take them again.

We have been quite busy recently. My kids went off track this week (we have year-round school) and now it's "birthday season". We have one birthday every month starting March-August. But we skip July and this baby is due in September, so we'll see how that turns out. ;)

Amelia is now 6! She is such a big girl. We love her so much! She is spunky and determined, quiet and sensitive, curious and sneaky, and she has an amazingly beautiful and "old" soul. She accomplishes whatever she wants. (This was the girl who cut ALL her hair off when I was pregnant with Emmett because she wanted to look like Daddy!! I'll have to dig out those photos. Good times...)
She can ride her bike without training wheels. She is playing soccer and learning to read. She is a great helper with her little brother. (Almost too much sometimes...) She loves to help me cook and calls herself my sous chef. (Thanks to the movie Ratatouille for the vocab lesson!) And she's almost at the end of Kindergarten. I can't believe my sweet baby girl is growing up so fast.

Amelia's 6th Birthday! We had a "spa party". All the little girls had their nails painted and makeup done.

We have lots of fun adventures planned for while my kids are off track and before my pregnancy gets crazy and I end up hospitalized to on bedrest or both. I know, think positively, right? It may not happen, right? Every pregnancy is different, right? Well, I asked Dr M. and he said while all of that IS true, I seem to follow a pattern, so just be prepared. Oh boy. I've felt for the past few weeks that this is the calm before the storm. I pray every night that nothing happens. And while I do feel an assurance that Heavenly Father is watching over us and everything will turn out ok in the end, it's the unknown middle parts that turn on my anxiety. And I don't even have running right now to control it. So, to cope, admittedly I've been watching lots of Downton Abby. Sometimes its nice to think about other people's drama instead of your own. Especially if it is early twentieth century historical fiction/soap opera. :)

Saturday, April 16, 2016

17 weeks & Stress

I'm just going to start off by saying thank goodness its Friday. This week has been really hard! I completely overdid it trying to clean and then celebrate the hubs birthday. Then I didn't order my med refill in enough time and was unmedicated for about 36 hours which ended in a marathon puke-fest and an emotional break down. The good news is the meds really are helping and I know that now, and the crying made me feel better. Apparently its been a little stressful around here!!! I'm also getting some crazy heartburn that Pepcid just isn't even coming close to touching. I am going to see Dr. M on Monday and I'm hoping he can give me something else. Also I'm 17 weeks!

17 weeks (please ignore the dirty mirror!)


And for some crazy reason (her class is doing a dance performance) even though my 5 yr old is afternoon Kindergarten, she has to go to the morning class 3 days next week! Its just frustrating because I had appointments scheduled weeks in advance on 2 of the 3 days. I  scheduled them on purpose thinking she'd be at school. Nope. I had to not only find a sitter for Emmett, but find someone to pick up Amelia from school and then keep her until I get back. And of course both appointments are an hour away. And the school only sent home a notice yesterday. - the Thursday before. Ugh. I figured it out, but it was craziness yesterday.

Poor Emmett is teething too. So he's been following me around whiny and grumpy. Which is just not like him at all. He is just such a happy and mellow kid usually. And every time I have to lay down (which is quite a bit because did I mention not only am I battling regular pregnancy fatigue, but a side effect of 2 of my meds is fatigue? True story!) he starts yelling, "no mommy!" over and over and over again because he wants me to walk around holding him all day. Poor kid. Charlotte has been so good playing with him and holding him and distracting him. And fortunately for me, he usually takes a 2-3 hr nap right after Amelia goes to school, so usually I take a nap then too. So I do get help and breaks.

Speaking of help and breaks, Jorge is amazing! He has always been one to jump in and help, but this pregnancy he's been amazing. He was in a different department/position at work when I was pregnant with Emmett so he wasn't around much. He travelled for work a TON and so friends from church basically helped me survive. And Jorge's brother had just moved close to us so he helped a ton too. But because Jorge wasn't around much, I was a little worried he'd feel overwhelmed by this pregnancy and how much he'd have to do. But I don't know why I was worried! He has been a rock star! There have been no judgements. Only kindness and help and patience. He's the best. I knew there was a reason I married him!


Monday, April 4, 2016

15 weeks and feeling anxious

I am 15 w2d. Its been 3 weeks since I've had a checkup and I'm feeling anxious. I know for "normal" women its no big deal to go this long in between appointments. But for me, it causes so much anxiety. I see the Perinatoogist on Wednesday morning. I really have no reason to think the worst except my past experience, but I'm still freaking out. Jorge gave me a blessing last night and I felt such a strong peaceful feeling that everything is OK. I'm trying to hold on to that feeling. I think I'll make sure my appointments aren't so far apart next time.

15 weeks

In other news I am struggling with my wardrobe. I lost 60 lbs after I had Emmett so none of the maternity clothes I wore with him fit. I have an awesome girlfriend who gave me all her maternity clothes, but not all of it fits me even though its my size. You know how that is. We are just different body shapes. But there are a few basics that fit and I'm so completely grateful for them. I can't imagine investing in another wardrobe I'll only wear for a few more months -especially since this is absolutely our last baby. But seriously! Why do the makers of maternity wear think women who are pregnant want everyone to see their larger than life boobs & thighs? Maybe some women want to show off the extra weight gain, but I sure don't! I tried to find an Easter dress and EVERY dress I tried on (at like 4 different stores) barely came mid-thigh.  Boo.

Sunday, March 27, 2016

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

13 Weeks & A Nasty Cold

So I'm 13 weeks & I have a nasty cold. I started to have a sore throat Sunday afternoon and was just all around achy. I woke up yesterday feeling compleyely miserable. And today is even worse. Sore throat, headache, tired, body aches, stuffy nose and low grade fever. Blech. I guess the only plus is that because I am so stuffy, I can't smell or taste anything and so I'm not really too nauseated right now. Yay for a break from HG! But boo for just feeling terrible.

13 weeks

Jorge is working late tonight and tomorrow night. It might be cereal for the kids for dinner then. They'll be so happy! I have carpool duty today and tomorrow. Good thing I don't have to get out of the car for that. I'm still in the pj's I put on Sunday after church. Gross, I know. I don't have the energy to shower.

But look what Jorge brought home for me last night! After 9+ years of marriage, THIS must mean love!!!


Monday, March 14, 2016

Lydia's 3rd Angel Birthday

It's hard to believe that we lost Lydia 3 years ago (yesterday). So many amazing things have happened in the past 3 years.  I am convinced it is a direct result of her loss and the surrounding events and healing that took place in our lives during the aftermath. We miss her and all of our other babies, oh so much! But we are a forever family. We know that we will get to see our babies again. I'm so grateful for my knowledge of God's plan for me and my family. I am grateful for my Savior and His Atonement and grace that allows us to be healed and to become whole and to be together in our forever with Him.

We celebrated this year with this beautiful cake I found at Safeway. I knew we couldn't eat it all, but I loved the symbolism of the butterflies. Right after we lost Lydia a dear friend sent me a necklace that is fashioned from a butterfly wing. She reminded me that butterflies are a symbol of resurrection, hope, joy, and new beginnings. And so when I saw this cake, I knew it was perfect.



Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Jorge is the Birthday Boy!

Yesterday was Jorge's birthday! He doesn't like it when I tell people how old he is, so I'll say he was turning 21 again. But it was such a fun day! He was able to take the day off and we went and visited model homes. Its what he wanted to do! And then while Emmett and I went home for a nap, he went and got a massage. He earned it! He is such an amazing husband and father. Okay, so I'm going to embarrass him and brag a little.

So my hubs is the best ever. Seriously. I love that after 9 years he prioritizes my needs and health over whatever else he'd rather be doing.  I have been sick and exhausted for the last few months, he has really stepped up. He has always been the kind to just jump in and do what needed to be done most of the time, but there are certain things I prefer to do myself. Like loading dishes into the dishwasher or folding laundry. Its not that he does anything wrong. He just doesn't do it very often because I am a stay at home mom. I typically just take care of those things as I go about my day.

With me being sick this pregnancy (and mostly lying around as has been mentioned many times on this blog of late) he has just jumped in head first. He'll call on the way home to see if it was an OK day and I was able to pull myself together and get something in the crockpot or should he cook? Or should he pick up take out because would cooking smells bother me today? What about homework? What do the kids still need to get done? What should he prioritize? Does laundry need done or is that random smell in the house (and I'm the only one who can smell it) still there and he should be on a search for that tonight?

So when I saw this amazing camera on sale that he had his eye on for like the past 3 years, I knew I had to get it for him. I still had some money saved up from the contract job I'd done over the winter (long story for another time) and so I just bought it.

He loved it!!! I'm so glad we were able to celebrate the birth of this awesome man in our lives.





Saturday, March 5, 2016

Hyperemesis Gravidarum (HG) Update

It's been a while. It's mostly the same old stuff. The first trimester just draaaags on forever because I am so sick. My days consist of me trying to keep food and liquid down, taking meds, vomiting and lots of lying around (in bed, on the bathroom floor, wherever my kids are in the house so I can keep an eye on them) because I am sooooo exhausted. And I can't forget about the weekly Dr appointment to check weight and hydration and viability. Now that I have 3 other kids, I do lots of reminding kids to do chores and homework. It's mostly from wherever I happen to be lying at the moment (in bed, on the bathroom floor, wherever my kids are in the house so I can keep an eye on them). My poor kids.

But in good news, I have had amazing luck with medications this time around! I volunteer with the HER Foundation (when I'm not suffering from hyperemesis myself), and there is an online support group I am a part of. The ladies there had some amazing suggestions for new medications. And fortunately for me, Dr. M is still my Perinatologist and he did the research and filled out all the paperwork to get me the new meds. I AM FUNCTIONAL! 

The first new med is called Kytril (in case there any HG mamas out there looking for help). I have it in a transdermal patch (called Sancuso). It goes on my upper arm. I change the patch once per week as it gives a continuous dose of medication. Its a category B drug in pregnancy which means there are no known risks to baby. (As always, consult your Dr for medical advice or before trying any medication.)

Photo from the Kytril prescribing pamphlet found here

The second new med is Diclegis. Yes, it is the same Medication that Kim Kardashian got in trouble for promoting on Twitter (only because she didn't properly display the FDA information, mind you). Its basically unisom & b6, but it is in a delayed release pill. It works way better than just unisom/b6. Which is good because it is stinking expensive! Over $200 for 120 pills! And I take 4 pills per day! (As always, consult your Dr for medical advice or before trying any medication.)

Photo from the Diclegis website found here

(By the way, If you ARE an HG Mom taking or looking into taking Diclegis, there are coupons to make it less expensive. Just google it. My particular insurance doesn't take a coupon. And we just use our HSA to cover it anyway.)

Paying the money for meds is still way cheaper than paying for a week long hospital stay - which is where I was heading at this point in my pregnancy with Emmett. I'm also taking a heartburn medication. Which most women say, but I'm vomiting! Its not heartburn! You'd be surprised how much difference a heartburn med makes. Seriously!

So let me tell you how much of a difference these meds make... Kytril has been my saving grace. I went from vomiting 10-15 times per day. I vomited literally anytime I tried to put food or fluids of any kind into my mouth. I lost 7 lbs in 5 days. I was severely dehydrated. So much so that after 3 different nurses attempted to get an iv line started they gave up and sent me to the ER where they could call in the Anesthesiologist to start my iv. 

Now I can eat a few high calorie foods and they stay down *most* of the time. I am drinking around 30-50 oz of fluids per day - its sparkling water of various flavors. I have a huge aversion to plain water still. But its fluids! 

I still vomit several times a week. Ugh. Tuna was NOT my friend last week and this week a cheese quesadilla was the enemy. And all sweets are totally off limits. So for me, the pregnancy cravings aren't worth it. I feel pretty nauseated ALL the time, and exhaustion, constipation, headaches, etc... make it worse. But I'm suspecting I'm having more of a "normal"  morning sickness experience this time around (heavily medicated mind you). But, I wouldn't know for sure. Its never happened that way for me before.

So basically I am surviving! And I'm 11 weeks today! I got to see baby on Thursday. I would have to say the only perk of being high risk is that I get to see baby every week. And every week I cry when I see that glorious heartbeat. Having so many losses makes ultrasounds traumatizing. I cry from relief and from joy! Jorge got to come with me this week which made it even sweeter. It was the first time he got to see baby in real time. 

Oh! And Monday is Jorge's birthday! And I can't wait until he sees his birthday present! I have been hiding it for weeks. For now, here is a photo of my ginormously stretched out uterus/belly for you all to enjoy. Haha! Please ignore my dirty mirror and bedroom. Like I said, I've been doing lots of lying around...

11 weeks

***I'm not a doctor. I am not offering medical advice or advocating any prescription medications. I am simply telling what I have been using to treat my Hyperemesis Gravidarum. Please consult your own Dr for advice and treatment for your specific situation.***


Monday, February 22, 2016

9 weeks

So you know how they say that a woman's body "remembers" and so you show sooner & sooner each pregnancy? Yeah. This is me at 9 weeks with pregnancy #9. Oi. Don't mind the blurriness of the photo.

9 weeks

Thursday, February 11, 2016

Surprise!!!


photo found here

Shock of a lifetime!! I guess Sherman the Cyst was our good luck charm. The Dr. told me I wouldn't likely get pregnant or even have a period this month due to the cyst. So a few days before I took a home pregnancy test, I started to get really bad heartburn.  Finally I decided, well, I still haven't had a period, I might as well take a test "just in case". Hahaha....

I was shocked!!! No fertility meds, I had a huge cyst, and the stars aligned perfectly. Jorge was so excited! I was so excited! That is until I started having the "heartburn" more frequently. Dum dum dum... Welcome morning sickness at only 5 weeks pregnant! What?!?

I HATE being pregnant. I LOVE the little amazing person that I get after enduring a pregnancy. But pregnancy is not easy for me. Not by any means. I don't get regular morning sickness. I get Hyperemesis Gravidarum - an extremely terrible and debilitating disease. I can't just eat crackers and sip ginger ale and feel better. I vomit dozens of times a day. I lose drastic amounts of weight. I am like death warmed over. Why did we think this was a great idea again? Ugh. And here I am not at 6 weeks 2 days soon sick and dreading the next 20 or so weeks of my life.

But I remind myself (almost hourly it seems) that God is in control. I am following what I felt prompted to do. No matter the outcome, my faith is in Him. And hopefully we will get another cute baby. And we make really cute babies!

Saturday, January 9, 2016

Sherman the Ovarian Cyst

So not only am I NOT pregnant, but an unwanted visitor has been attached to my left ovary for a while. Meet Sherman the Cyst. Yes, I named him.



My period showed up 5 days early. That was not the way I wanted to find out I wasn't pregnant! Especially because we were out of town and I was completely unprepared. I had to make a late night "supplies" run. Ugh.

On Day 3 of my cycle I went in to do a baseline ultrasound so we could begin another cycle of treatment. Instead, I was greeted by Sherman. He is almost 4 cm in size. And because I have a blood clotting disorder, I can't take birth control to shrink him down. I just have to wait it out and hope my body figures out how to get him to go away. I asked the Nurse Practitioner how long it might take. Her response was, "One month hopefully. Possibly 6 months or more. Call us when you get your next period. Have a Merry Christmas!" Seriously?!?!?

And so now here we are. It's day 22 of my cycle. I might get a period next week sometime or I might not. It's likely I won't. And then we'll have to induce a period and cross our fingers Sherman has disappeared.

I've been thinking... It's the waiting around that kills us infertility patients! There is endless waiting around. Waiting for our cycle to begin, waiting for the meds to work, waiting for our bodies to respond. Then there's the infamous two week wait (2ww) until we can find out if all that waiting worked. We wait month after month for a positive test. And then if we ever DO get pregnant (and it sticks!!), it takes 9 more months of waiting to get the baby into our arms! I hate waiting!!!! They say curiosity killed the cat. Nope. It was waiting.