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***WARNING-Pregnancy announcement and symptoms mentioned.  I know how much I hated reading about this on other blogs when I wasn't in a good place. I will never forget how hard this journey has been and know that it is far from over!  I respect all of my fellow IF'ers.

I am still soaking in the fact that I am pregnant. I guess you could say I am cautiously optimistic.  As an IF patient its so hard to wonder "what if."  I am trying to bury that thought WAYYY back in my brain.

DH and I told our parents last night.  My mom cried and screamed and my dad just laughed.  If all goes well this will be the first grandbaby for my parents.  It will be the 5th for DH's side.  Hands down it was the best phone call of my life: )

Since yesterday I've had this dull nauseated feeling that I have chalked up to nerves.  It woke me up a few times last night.  It stuck around and seemed to get worse today.  On my way to my car this afternoon I yaked in my mouth at the sight of a frozen yogurt spilled on the floor of the garage because it looked like vomit.  I think it is WAYYY to early for morning sickness, but some of the girls on the message boards say they've had it this early.  I don't think I'm willing to admit to it quite yet.

My boobs also seem huge today and there are definitely bright blue veins popping out of them.  If I didn't know I was pregnant I would probably wouldn't think anything of it.  But it's interesting to see that it really is a symptom!

Tomorrow is beta #2.  I am praying for anything greater than 140!

I like to think that I have paid my dues and should have a completely uneventful pregnancy and take home a perfect bundle of joy in 252 days, but I am not stupid or naive.  So I ask the good lord to watch over me and this baby and carry us through safely!

Cervix is stiched!

My appointment went WAYYYY better than I thought it would in my head.

The brought me in, had me hop up on my favorite table.  The put the speculum in, cleaned the cervix with betadine, then gave me a shot of lidocaine to numb it.  She put the stich in and besides the pressure, I couldn't feel anything.  The most uncomfortable part was her trying to manuever her hands down between my legs to put the stitch in.

I really need to stop getting myself worked up like that.

She looked at my chart and everything is looking good.  She said the plan is to transfer 2 embryos.  I can' believe it is almost transfer time!

Dear lord, please let this be "the one"!!!!!

Here's a picture of all the scary stuff they had laying out!

I'm back and still alive.

Ok, let's recap!

Christmas in Florida

I could not possibly be happier that this year was my parents turn with us for Christmas since Kansas got about a foot of snow and all of the roads shut down.  The drive down to Florida was long and uneventful.  Spending a week with my parents and sisters was amazing.  Made me realize what an awesome (and functional) family I have.  As for Christmas day-Santa was very good to me this year. My husband got me my first legit Coach purse and matching wristlet.  All previous “Coach” purses had been Chinatown finds.  My mother-in-law AND mother got me the SAME pair of Ugg boots…same size, same color, same everything.  Great minds think alike I guess.  So I exchanged one pair and got a different style boot…so now I have 2 pairs of Uggs! My sisters got me all kinds of neat jewelry, candles, and clothing.  My sister in law got me a beautiful vest and shirt from Ann Taylor.  All in all, it was a wonderful Christmas.  We drove back to Nashville yesterday.  The drive back took us about 1 ½ hours less than it did to drive down.  Our doggies were adorable on the drive. 

 My little guy riding on the cooler in the car:

Me, my two sisters, and my best friend being goofy:

Hubby and I at a Christmas Party:

My little guy again riding in the trunk on the presents:

You want to put what where?

So....I had a hydrosonogram today.  I understood the jist of the procedure...spread em, put a catheter in, shoot some water in there, take a picture.  But, when I arrived for my appointment today, the room was adorned with chuck pads...as if I had just shown up to the set of a bad porno in which girls shoot all kinds of weird liquids from their lady business (sorry for the graphic...but that's what it felt like).

Seriously!  Was all of this necessary?

So the nurse opened the door to the room and all I could think to say is "Well this looks painful."  Then she said "well I just don't want to clean the floors." and walks out.  Then I was left to sit in the room alone to visualize women with their feet in stirrups shooting saline from their vagina's like a jet boat.

Fortunately, it wasn't like that at all (thank God, because I had devleoped this fear of shooting water all over my doctor based on how the room looked!)  It was about as painful as I imagined....REALLY crampy. They had the same problems they did at our last embryo transfer with my cervix...not opening at all.  So they used some "numbing" cream which felt like scalding water on my insides and then a cervical tenaculum (and yes, it is as scary as it sounds) to spread open the cervix to slide the catheter and balloon in.