Not Quite The Christmas Miracle I Was Hoping For.

Yes people that is snow. And yes, that is snow falling on Christmas Day (err night.) I know I said that all I wanted for Christmas was for some of the white stuff to fall, but in the back of my mind I was really hoping that Santa would instead bring me a positive pregnancy test. Well, it looks like he got my first letter, but forgot about the second. Yep, Christmas morning we got our final negative pregnancy test. Our last chance before some serious medical intervention came and went and starting today we begin injectibles and then insemination or IVF depending on how many little egglets I produce. In short, now the fun begins.

I thought I would be nervous about the whole process, but the truth is that I am really ready to get this ball rolling. The only thing that has my stomach in knots is the timing of all of this. Honestly, it couldn't be any worse. Basically for the next 14 days I have to be at the doctor every morning at 9 for a blood test and ultrasound. Of course this is a holiday week which means that school is closed, my sitter is out of town, and any friends who would have been able to watch my little man are also visiting their own families. This means that EVERY DAY my two year old and I get to go to the doctor together. As I said fun times. Today a TV show on my iPod and a bag of jelly beans did the trick, but I have a feeling I am going to have to get more creative in the coming weeks. Note to self: move closer to family if we are every going to do this again.

I'm actually in a pretty good place about where we are at with all of this and I am very much looking forward to this being the end of our journey (fingers crossed.) "Taking shots" is about to take on a new meaning in this house, although I'm thinking it's not a bad idea to add a real shot to go with my fertility shots. Nah, maybe just a giant glass of wine.