This is it

It's Saturday, April 22, at 7:15 in the morning. I'm sitting in bed with a bag of ice on my ass, waiting for Michael to wake up and give me my morning shot of progesterone. The poor guy was sick all night - he thinks it might be another kidney stone (once you've had that pain before - you don't forget). I'm sure he's also bumming about the timing. Our transfer is today, and Freddie's wedding is tomorrow. This weekend has too much stuff crammed into it already.

Nicole had her retrieval last Wednesday. What a trooper! I can't express how incredibly grateful I am for her to go through that pain for us. She is such a blessing in our lives. She had 21 eggs retrieved, and 11 of those fertilized. We will find out in a couple of hours how they are growing.

Michael is stirring... I love this part of the treatment... ouch!