Nothing yet, but I suspect today will be the day for our DIY insem and tomorrow will be the IUI.
I'm taking it as a good sign that I got this email this morning from my mom's first cousin--he and I sort of rediscovered each other about 10 years ago at a family reunion, where we pegged one another as gay as the day is long. He and his partner were married in honor of their 25th anniversary (I was lucky enough to be able to attend their wedding) and about three years ago finally became parents. This is an (slightly edited) excerpt of the email that greeted me this morning:
After arriving back from our beach house over the Thanksgiving holidays we had a couple of weeks to prepare for R's ordination. We were touched by many people from our past that were making an effort to come to R's ordination to the priesthood. People R worked with at home care over 20 years ago, friends from DC, friends from various times in seminary and of course family were planned on gathering starting Thursday night, December 13.
On the preceding Tuesday, December 11, our social worker came by to announce that the state had awarded us premature newborn twins...if we wanted them. They had tried calling us all day, but the power was out at the house so they couldn't get us! We literally had 18 hours to plan for the arrival of two newborns. Benjamin would need to be picked up the next day at noon. Our unbelievable neighbors sprung into action and went to the store to buy what we needed in the immediate future.
We arrived at the hospital ICU at 1 pm on Wednesday, December 13, and there they were. Their nurse was fantastic in helping us get to know the twins quickly. The whole staff was wonderful while we were there. So Benjamin came home on Wednesday. Anna was ready to come home the next day but we persuaded the hospital to let us bring her home on Friday -- and they agreed.
Thursday, December 13 arrived and with it a snow storm. R's parents made it just in time before the snow really came down. Due to the weather, sadly about 20 out-of-state guests couldn't be with us.
Friday, December 14 arrived and due to picking up Anna from the hospital, R missed his ordination rehearsal. He, his mother, and sister went to pick her up while A stayed at home with Joshua (4), Benjamin, and our stellar au pair, K. They arrived home with Anna just two hours before about 30 people were coming to the house for dinner. All came off without a hitch!
On Saturday, December 15 the ordination went off beautifully . Saturday night another storm comes and R couldn't get to Trinity Church to preside at his first mass. So the first mass took place in our home with family, neighbors and out-of-state friends who were staying nearby and could walk to the house. Gathered in the living room with our children Joshua, Anna and Benjamin, R's family members, long-time friends from across the decades and country, and our beloved neighbors, we celebrated a Eucharist of thanksgiving, reflecting on the advent of Christ in our lives and the surprise that God brings to us.
Needless to say, I'm sitting here in my office, crying my little eyes out.
I'm taking it as a good sign that I got this email this morning from my mom's first cousin--he and I sort of rediscovered each other about 10 years ago at a family reunion, where we pegged one another as gay as the day is long. He and his partner were married in honor of their 25th anniversary (I was lucky enough to be able to attend their wedding) and about three years ago finally became parents. This is an (slightly edited) excerpt of the email that greeted me this morning:
After arriving back from our beach house over the Thanksgiving holidays we had a couple of weeks to prepare for R's ordination. We were touched by many people from our past that were making an effort to come to R's ordination to the priesthood. People R worked with at home care over 20 years ago, friends from DC, friends from various times in seminary and of course family were planned on gathering starting Thursday night, December 13.
On the preceding Tuesday, December 11, our social worker came by to announce that the state had awarded us premature newborn twins...if we wanted them. They had tried calling us all day, but the power was out at the house so they couldn't get us! We literally had 18 hours to plan for the arrival of two newborns. Benjamin would need to be picked up the next day at noon. Our unbelievable neighbors sprung into action and went to the store to buy what we needed in the immediate future.
We arrived at the hospital ICU at 1 pm on Wednesday, December 13, and there they were. Their nurse was fantastic in helping us get to know the twins quickly. The whole staff was wonderful while we were there. So Benjamin came home on Wednesday. Anna was ready to come home the next day but we persuaded the hospital to let us bring her home on Friday -- and they agreed.
Thursday, December 13 arrived and with it a snow storm. R's parents made it just in time before the snow really came down. Due to the weather, sadly about 20 out-of-state guests couldn't be with us.
Friday, December 14 arrived and due to picking up Anna from the hospital, R missed his ordination rehearsal. He, his mother, and sister went to pick her up while A stayed at home with Joshua (4), Benjamin, and our stellar au pair, K. They arrived home with Anna just two hours before about 30 people were coming to the house for dinner. All came off without a hitch!
On Saturday, December 15 the ordination went off beautifully . Saturday night another storm comes and R couldn't get to Trinity Church to preside at his first mass. So the first mass took place in our home with family, neighbors and out-of-state friends who were staying nearby and could walk to the house. Gathered in the living room with our children Joshua, Anna and Benjamin, R's family members, long-time friends from across the decades and country, and our beloved neighbors, we celebrated a Eucharist of thanksgiving, reflecting on the advent of Christ in our lives and the surprise that God brings to us.
Needless to say, I'm sitting here in my office, crying my little eyes out.










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