Library—what you want to do is start a big, new hobby that requires a lot of time, energy, and money. I suggest something like weaving or playing the pipe organ. Once you get a couple days and a few grand invested that kid’ll come along right away! I’m sorry the names aren’t sticking the way you’d hoped—probably when you see her you’ll know what the right one is!
Carmen—I’m sorry your cycle is so up in the air. Hopefully it’ll be more regular soon!
Sara—FX!!

Did you ever go by any nicknames? I find that I have a lot of friends named Sara(h) and that the things we called them when we were teenagers seem silly now. I’m trying to work on a solution, but it’s getting worse since they’re getting married and changing their names, so every conversation has to have a side chat about which one you’re referring to.
Crystal—I wish I had a story to share—it sounds like a nightmare. I hope you have answers soon.

Max—they’re ONLY allowed in bed when there’s a big storm, because one of them is terrified and would just cry all night (or worse, start trying to ‘jump’ into bed. He’s a dachshund so he can’t jump that high and while the leap-whap-thud of him trying is funny the first time, we don’t actually want to encourage it). How did your u/s go?
2EZ—what a cute little bean! Congrats on your u/s—totally worth the drive for that!
Qmama—any symptoms yet?

Me, either. But we’re both in it for the long haul—the 18th is gonna be a good day, I hope!
Indigo—good luck to your DP! I always thought architecture would be the coolest job…
Mami—wow, that’s soon! Glad you won’t have to wait much longer!
AMom—I’ve been thinking about you since yesterday. I totally understand your reasons for waiting until things improve before adding more stress on the pile. Sending lots of healing and hugs your way.

AFM—Hamster shot went well last night once I got over the fear. Things were going well until this morning when the nurse told us that the swim-team had a low count—about 9.3 million. We did the IUI anyway (of course) and I’m hoping that between that and tomorrow one will do its job. I called the guy at Northwest and he was kind of a jerk (‘9 million! Anyone would be happy with that! Your dr is just trying to get more money out of you so is getting you worked up over nothing!’) Um, no, dude. Your company is the one that guarantees at least 10 million—all my dr did was tell me what the count was. I got worked up all on my own. We’re disappointed, but if it works this part doesn’t matter, and if it doesn’t, at least we’ll get a refund as a consolation prize. Pineapple tonight! I also cut it into 5 pieces, and mostly eat it because it’s a nice excuse.

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