Big week!

I'm out of the closet at work! Well, almost entirely. On Monday, my principal had asked to see me about a workshop I had gone too. At the end of our chat about that I told her there was something else I wanted to talk to her about. She looked at me, smiled, and said "You're pregnant." She said she had guessed it, something about seeing me in her office recently and guessing.

She is always hard to predict for these announcements (I have heard of coworkers going in and hearing, "Oh God, don't tell me you're pregnant.") so I was pleasantly shocked at how well she took it. I think it helps that I'm due after state testing. I think it has something to do with the fact that she is another Infertile. She had shared with me that she had endometriosis last year when I had my surgery, and she ended up having to adopt as a result. I think she is very supportive of those of us who took the hard road to pregnancy.

So, I shared with my 6th grade team (everyone was very excited) and will announce it to the rest of the staff tomorrow along with the Art teacher who is ALSO expecting twins after IVF who is 3 weeks ahead of me. She's planning the whole thing - maybe a Power Point, and it should be fun.



I wouldn't have told this early, but as you can see in my recent pics, it's getting hard to hide. I didn't want everyone to guess, and shared with my principal that I was nervous about it going well. We've had a lot of infertiles in our building and I know how supportive everyone is going to be.


In other big news. . .I'm off the PIO shots! I was supposed to be done as of Saturday, but my RE office forgot to order the suppositories when they were supposed to. They were overnighted to me yesterday (I LOVE the pharmacy we deal with) and last night I started my first progesterone supplement. I take them twice a day instead of the once like with the IUI's so I'm expecting plent of grossness. Oh well. My butt is ready to heal. I'm curious to see how long it takes for the lumps to go away.



9 weeks, 2 days. . .rocking the maternity jeans. I realize it's mostly just gas and bloat at this point, but I have to say, I love my little bump! If only I could get rid of the matching bump in the the trunk.



Just a little shot of our other little one. She's getting so much bigger! The vet says she has big paws. Mostly these days she uses them for tormenting our older cat by pouncing on him. But doesn't she look sweet in this picture? Aw, cute Izzy!

Meet Izzie

It's not official yet (I am pretty sure it could be a year from now and DH still won't be admitting she is staying), but we finally named the little fuzzball that is running around our house. She had originally earned the name of Faith, because we need a little Faith right now. (Pun intended) I never really realized though just how weird it seems to have a pet with a one-syllable name. We have Murphy and Lily and Faith just seemed out of place. So, we decided to use it for her middle name. All the pets have a middle name, so Isabelle Faith came to be. And in case anyone is wondering, Murphy Muldoon and Lily Mae.

I had a very close bond with my grandfather who passed away in 1996. I still think about him all of the time, and I know he is one of my greatest champions in Heaven. I know he watches over us. I have very vivid memories that will pop up, and at one point during the past few months, I heard a line of a song on the radio that reminded me of him. One of his very frequently uttered sayings popped into my head. "Keep the Faith, baby, keep the faith" and I've been trying so hard to do that as we are going through IVF.

When the kitten came into our lives, I thought Faith would be a perfect name. And you know, you gotta keep the Faith, so here she is. I've read now that calico's are lucky, so maybe she is just what we need. Plus it gives me something to nurture :-)

Here are some more!

So we now have two cats and a dog. We need to get a baby in here before we become overrun with furbaby substitutes.