These ladies are defiently not REAL.

I know I just posted....but I am watching The Real Housewives of Atlanta....one of my regular shows as it follows Days of Our Lives....and I am usually cooking, napping or surfing the web at this time while Olivia sleeps.

One wife is hiring a "staff" to run her house and her life basically.  Along with her hairdressers and makeup ladies who come to her home to get her dolled up everyday.

I can not believe how much money some people have....and how wasteful they are.  The sense of entitlement just kills me. 

Wack jobs...all of them.

Ready....set....wait....

As usual we have been pretty busy around here.  I feel like I am constantly running a marathon and whenever I get a water break...I just pass out. 

We finally finished all the outdoor work...and have grass seed down.  Now we have have to do the nightly watering dance for hours to get it to grow, because, all that rain we were having...yeah...it is gone now. 

Our new family member, Dooey, arrived on Friday. He is a great dog.  6 years old...and cute as a button.  He is extremely needy though.  He follows us from room to room...and if we are sitting....he is sitting on us or under our feet.  He hates being alone...but deals with it as best as he can.  He LOVES to play fetch and can go all day if we had the time and energy.  All in all....it seems to be going well....I just which for once I could have a NORMAL pet....with no mental problems....no such luck.

As far as cycle wise...we are now waiting for our cycle to begin.  We decided on SIRM.  Just waiting for the immune testing to come back with results.  I also have to go for more blood work for clotting tests where apparently they will be draining me of another 10 or so vials of blood....joy!

So in about 10-14 days my shots begin again.  Pray for us!

Ready to make a plan....I think

So it is T-minus 15 days until we would start a new cycle.  I still have not made a decision.  My husband has....these things seem to be so much easier for men.  They don't ponder as much as women do.  My thought is we try SIRM.  They are much more radical...but hey...in our position, I think we need radical.  What have we got to loose other than another $11,000 and our sanity?

A friend suggested smoking crack.  Yes, CRACK!  Think about it.....those crack heads seem to have no problem reproducing.  Maybe the crack is the key.  Unless I become a crack head...it has to be cheaper than IVF.  She is a smart lady! 

I am on a bunch of supplements....who knows if they will actually do anything, but I am loading up.  So now, I need to call SIRM...and of course, pay a deposit, and get on the list.  I am stalling...cause if I don't do that, it isn't real.  Sigh..... maybe once I sign on the dotted line I will be able to sleep again.

Ignorance is Bliss

I am a self proclaimed over thinker.  I can over think a load of laundry.  This is really not a good thing to be especially when you have to do IVF.  I just can't help myself  from googling, researching, reading blogs and boards.  I am driving myself crazy.  They gym doesn't help, and I am not sleeping well so on top of everything else, I am TIRED.  I am not looking too pretty.

I went to acupuncture today...my 2nd visit...and I decided I like her.  I will keep going.  She told me that constant thinking keeps the body going at a higher rate, even while at rest, and it can be de-hydrating.  Let's just say that I have been guzzling water, and still feel like a prune...so yeah...I think she is right.

I think (here I go again) that I just need to let it all go, stop being a control freak, and just let the doctors do their thing.  It is all out of my hands. 

Now....which doc?

Ha.....I guess I still have to think about that!

In other news, we had our play set installed yesterday and it is awesome! Olivia loves it.  We also had some work done on the side of the house to re-grade the property and it looks like it worked. We had no water in the basement after all the rain we had.  So part one is done.  Part 2 will be finishing the trenching and drainage, and window wells and part 3 will be the septic and front yard.  Hopefully this will be all done by the end of next week...weather permitting.  It just never ends.

I wish life was as simple now as it was when we were 21 months old.  Today my monkey turns 21 months and the highlight of her day....and it was truly a highlight.......was playing with a large box from BJ's.  She put her toys in it., sat in it, and put it on her head.  Anyone who knows my daughter, knows how much she loves to put things on her head!  She had a blast for an hour!  Maybe I should put it on my head and see what happens......

Confused

I have so much running through my mind.  Had a very long day.  I think I will go to bed early....and hit the gym tomorrow morning.  Maybe some wonderful decsions can be made while I sweat.

Why does life have to be so complicated?

Consult time tomorrow!

So tomorrow we consult with SIRM.  They have a very good reputation and I am really excited about it.  When we went for our "what went wrong" meeting at our current RE...I felt very frustrated.  My doctor...after showing up 20 minutes late, read my chart in front of us and looked bewildered when I told her that the embryologist showed me pictures of my "weird eggs" and asking what if anything can we do about this.

Now, I know that there is nothing definitive to do for poor egg quality that will gaurantee me 10 perfect eggs....oh hell let's make it an even dozen.  BUT...come on...remember that I had suck ass eggs please!  I hate feeling like a number.  Like I am nothing more than some pages in a chart. 

We shall see what tomorrow brings us....hopefully a new take and some new information.  I really need to stop researching things on the internet.  It is starting to make me looney. 

In the meantime we are thinking of adopting a new dog.  We met him on Sunday.  His name is Dooey and he is 6 years old....(no potty training required...can I get an Amen!)

He was awesome and loved Olivia.  So after we finish ripping up the front and side lawn to put in a new septic system and fix all the drainage and water problems....we will be picking him up for a trial for a few weeks.  I hope he fits in good with our family cause I am kind of already attached.

Good Day

Yesterday was an awesome day. Totally ordinary, but awesome.  Olivia and I were stuck in the house in the morning waiting for the building inspector.  He finaly came at 11 and.......all 3 of our permits FINALLY passed.  They are permits for the shed, pool, and deck we put in last summer.  Dave got to smoke his cigar last night woohooo!!  Of course  hate that smell...so I ordered him to shower before bed...sorry dear...it is just gross!

So since our morning was stunted, I decided to go to Home Goods...my heaven on earth.  Love this place, but it is always a crap shoot with Olivia...she has a habit of throwing fits in stores when she wants to get out of the cart and just rip the place up.  Well she was awesome!!!!  We were able to shop the whole store....um...I did bribe her with 2 Thomas the trains...which I bought her.  She loves trains.  Then we went for a girls lunch...pizza....her favorite, and 2 big construction guys fell in love with her as she ate pizza, played with her trains and said "choo choo" over and over.  She even gave me 2 HUGE kisses...with sound effect "mwahhhh".  She was one happy girl.

We had an awesome day.  The little things in life are so important to me right now.  So I am going to remember to come and read this next time we are having a bad day!

Now as I sip my morning coffee I am watching a new show called "Pregnant in Heels"  are these people friggin kidding me???  WTF?!?!  So this "expert" deals with couples...who happen to be young and rich and in Manhattan (at least in this episode) and extremely demanding.  They are having a baby and apparently expect the entire world to revolve around them.  Um...ok....this is reality.  This woman is getting glammed up for a photo shoot the day after she gives birth.  She wants to feel special.  Wow.....I need to be more demanding....lol....I was a hot mess since I popped Olivia out.....I think I was born in the wrong tax brackett.