Keep Your Hands and Feet Inside the Ride at All Times

Well our journey again has hit EPIC roller coaster proportions... We received a phone call at 7:15 this morning (I made Rick answer the phone). I just kept hearing him say, "OK"... "so 2" "OK, so what does that mean?"... etc. I get out of the bathroom and he goes "we need to get dressed and head down there... 2 of our eggs split."

WTF?!?

Our eggs aren't the best seeing as one is only 2 cells and the other is only 3 when they should be at least 4. BUT, the big news is that they are trying to do something. Our RE thinks that they might thrive better in their "natural environment". So here's hoping that they like my uterus better than the dish!

My mom wanted to remind me of how lazy I was in the womb being 3.5 weeks late and how lazy I was as a kid... Maybe there is something to it...

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I'm a big believer in signs... These have been our signs since they retrieval... Neat huh?

* ER was 7/24/09... My favorite/lucky number is 24
* Transfer was 7/27/09... Rick's birthday is the 27th
* Mary Ann was my pre-op/post -op nurse... Marianne is my MIL
* My OR nurse was Kathy... Kathy is my BFF
* Our Beta is scheduled for 8/7/09... If you add 8+7+9 you get 24

We shall see... Right now... Just sitting back relaxing and watching movies with the hubs...

OH!

Here is Rick in his scrubs with our kokopelli and photos of our babies...

Meet Kevin

For those of you who have seen the movie Up, you'll understand where his name comes from. Kevin appeared in our neighbor's yard across the street from our house this past Friday. He made his home in the planter of her yard and the neighbor directly next to her. Kevin spent the entire weekend facing our house and sleeping on our roof at night.

People who were walking down the street or riding their bikes stopped to take photos of him all weekend. I witnessed a guy so startled by Kevin's presence that he almost fell off his bike. While that in and of it self would have been tragic, he didn't thus making it hysterical. I was so intrigued by Kevin that I kept myself firmly planted on the couch just to see him. I know, I know... makes me sound so pathetic. But really, it was a great weekend, free of stress... My goal for these next 4-6 weeks...

With everything going on, I look at everything. It occurred to me that maybe Kevin is a sign. He was our own personal stork. The photo above was taken Monday evening. Kevin held his arms open almost all weekend. Almost as if to cradle a baby. It's a nice thought huh?

Kevin left us Sunday. While I was disappointed, because he provided a lot of entertainment for us and the dogs. I understood. We're not his home. If even for a brief moment, he sure did brighten our day... Kevin reappeared Monday evening right before I got home from work and remained even through a really strong thunderstorm. He's a beautiful bird. I hope he doesn't stay away for too long. :)