Last Sunday afternoon I was carrying Harper, walking, and I fell...her head, or more like the side of her face, hit and bounced off the tile floor in our entry way...
She was screaming, I was screaming, she was bleeding from her mouth, I could see bruises and bumps and it scared us bad...so I called Vicky, her and Phil were here within 3 minutes...she called the clinic ER in town for us, Joel told them what happened and they told us to bring her over.
Poor baby, she was so sad, so was I. Phil and Vicky stayed with Hannah and away we went...well, only a minute down the street...
The nurses checked her and observed her and didn't even have to call in the on call doctor.
She is still swollen in the cheek but it's getting better and her bruises are too. But it all didn't end there...it was a true crappy mommyhood week...
Monday night Harper got a fever. That lasted til Wednesday. So her, Hannah and I did not leave the house those three days. On Thursday the carpets were being cleaned at our house so Wednesday night was super stressful trying to get the living room, girl's room and hallway completely cleaned out, we were supposed to do the other two bedrooms two but just couldn't...
Thursday the girls and I waited around all morning in the empty living room for the carpet guy. When he finally came at 2, about the time Joel arrived home, I was on the verge of a meltdown, Harper was in the throes of a meltdown and Hannah just wanted to go outside...
So we headed to Great Falls because we'd heard the pumpkin spice lattes were back at starbucks! And the girls needed a nap and even though it's stressful taking them places it was less stressful than staying in our mess of a house when we couldn't be on the carpet.
The hardest part of being a parent is being a parent...wow, some days are so dang hard. And some weeks turn in to one big long battle. To top it all off the last two nights Harper has been waking up at 3:30am and crying for an hour...teething? Sleep regression? Stress over furniture being moved for the carpet to be cleaned?...We have no clue! And this morning I dumped a full cup of hot coffee all over myself, ha! I'm laughing because it's that or cry!
When they say "yea" in the cutest voices my heart melts. When they walk up to me and give me a random hug or kiss my heart melts. I love seeing them learn new things and grow and their laughter is my favorite sound...and I'm oh so thankful for them...truly...but my goodness I could use a break!
Saturday, August 30, 2014
The next journey
Well, in 26 days we'll hopefully have an embryos or two embryos transferred in to me...and hopefully they'll grow!
We've been deep in the throes of trying to expand our family...
The paperwork, phone call, ultra sound, lab work, hormone pills, embryos traveling from Florida with our permission, kind of way. It's been weird. We've done this all before. But I was was trying to explain to a friend the other day about what all we're doing to get ready for the FET and what that is and she said "so basically you're trying to get pregnant"...I said "yes"! That's it. We're going to try to get pregnant on September 24.
We know the day, but not the time. We don't know the outcome. We don't know how many embryos will be transferred, we don't know how many will be unfrozen that day to see if they can be transferred, we don't know if we'll get to the surgery center and find out there are no embryos to transfer...
But, we're trying to get pregnant, the way infertile couples who are doing fertility treatments do. I have a few Twitter friends all transferring within a week of us. Maybe, hopefully, September will bring lots of new babies!
Two weeks ago the nurse sent me my medication, ultra sound and lab work calendar. That same day we express mailed all of our forms to Cryology in Florida giving permission for our three embryos to be transported to our doctor at the surgery center in Billings. This week I talked to the nurse a million times, or more like 10, to set up ultra sounds and lab work in great falls so we wouldn't have to travel to Bozeman. And yesterday I sat at home til 3pm awaiting the arrival of my box of medication...it's a lot smaller than the IVF box. But just as nerve wracking and overwhelming.
Our test day will be October 3.
To be honest thinking about that day, and the wait for that day, makes me wanna cry. It's harder than the actual transfer. And to be honest I don't remember much of the last two week wait. I know it's brutal. I guess in the midst of all of it, even on my really low days, my hearts cry is for grace...because if it doesn't work, we'll need grace, if it does work, we'll need grace, for the 9 months and for raising more kids.
It's pretty sweet and also terrifying to be on this next journey to maybe meet our next kid(s). It seems surreal but yet it feels real.
We've been deep in the throes of trying to expand our family...
The paperwork, phone call, ultra sound, lab work, hormone pills, embryos traveling from Florida with our permission, kind of way. It's been weird. We've done this all before. But I was was trying to explain to a friend the other day about what all we're doing to get ready for the FET and what that is and she said "so basically you're trying to get pregnant"...I said "yes"! That's it. We're going to try to get pregnant on September 24.
We know the day, but not the time. We don't know the outcome. We don't know how many embryos will be transferred, we don't know how many will be unfrozen that day to see if they can be transferred, we don't know if we'll get to the surgery center and find out there are no embryos to transfer...
But, we're trying to get pregnant, the way infertile couples who are doing fertility treatments do. I have a few Twitter friends all transferring within a week of us. Maybe, hopefully, September will bring lots of new babies!
Two weeks ago the nurse sent me my medication, ultra sound and lab work calendar. That same day we express mailed all of our forms to Cryology in Florida giving permission for our three embryos to be transported to our doctor at the surgery center in Billings. This week I talked to the nurse a million times, or more like 10, to set up ultra sounds and lab work in great falls so we wouldn't have to travel to Bozeman. And yesterday I sat at home til 3pm awaiting the arrival of my box of medication...it's a lot smaller than the IVF box. But just as nerve wracking and overwhelming.
Our test day will be October 3.
To be honest thinking about that day, and the wait for that day, makes me wanna cry. It's harder than the actual transfer. And to be honest I don't remember much of the last two week wait. I know it's brutal. I guess in the midst of all of it, even on my really low days, my hearts cry is for grace...because if it doesn't work, we'll need grace, if it does work, we'll need grace, for the 9 months and for raising more kids.
It's pretty sweet and also terrifying to be on this next journey to maybe meet our next kid(s). It seems surreal but yet it feels real.
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