Conception

We have a busy day lined up today.

John just left to take Daisy to her puppy spa (a.k.a. the groomers...) in a different area of the city. He'll come home and we'll load the kids up and take them to the doctor in the middle of the city. I'm expecting their joint appt to last about an hour since we'll be getting shots today too. (On top of the millions of questions I have.) Once we leave there, it's back across to the groomers to pick up Miss Daisy. We leave there and it's clear across the city (completely opposite from our house) to Amanda and Kyle's for dinner and fun.

It's going to be a long day for the babies. I hope they don't melt down too bad. But at the last appt when they got their first shots, they slept very well so hopefully they'll do that again. I'll bring their swaddle blankets so napping will be easier for them once we get to AK's.

Last night I ran out and got myself a new cute pair of pants! They fit! I've still been wearing all sorts of big clothes since I've lost weight. The only pants I have that fit in the waist are my new jeans. Well, I bought the short size, but they are still a good 4 inches too long. Ugh. I hate being so short sometimes. (I'm exactly 5ft.)


So anyway, the point of this entry is to say that exactly one year ago I went in for the egg retrieval and that night in a darkened laboratory our little babies were conceived.

I don't remember all the exact numbers and don't feel like going to look them up (go back to this time last year and it's documented) but there were a total of 11 embryos made that night. Through natural selection we ended up with just a few excellent embryos for transfer. They picked the best two and we lost the rest. (By the day after the transfer the rest weren't good enough quality for freezing. Good thing my two stuck!)

Not exactly a 'bow-chick-a-wow-wow' moment, but we got our babies. Yay sperm and egg!


And yes, we do plan to be very honest in how they were conceived. And I plan to embarrass them forever with celebrating their 'conception birthday' every year. I'm sure they'll just love it when they're teens.



Gina