Not at all surrogacy related, but...

...one of these days, I hope to go to a restaurant where the food is so good that after the first bite, I just get up and flip the the table over.  I would probably be banned from ever returning, but I would really hope that the chef realizes that my display was the highest form of praise.

Maybe I'm a little drunk.

But I meant EVERY WORD.

Twiddlin' thumbs...

Waiting really is the hardest part!

No news is good news? Nope, not really.

So...we finally get a call from our attorney informing us that the final draft of the contract is ready for our signatures.  Oh, happy day!!!  I quickly send my aunt a text letting her know of the wondrous news.  And it turns out she has news for me: WE AREN'T CYCLING UNTIL SEPTEMBER.

Say what?!  Ugh.  

But at least we have something solid to look forward to now.

I don't know if I mentioned this in my last post, but I've been seeing a therapist to help prepare for the surrogacy.  She helps me to handle daily stresses (a.k.a. my husband and daughter) effectively so that I can concentrate on having a healthy pregnancy if we are lucky enough to be blessed with a successful transfer.

I had an appointment with her today and we discussed the possible reactions of my husband's family when they learn about the surrogacy.  We had decided from day one that we wouldn't tell them unless it was a viable pregnancy.  We're not very confident that our decision to do a surrogacy will be very well received.  I sincerely hope that this is not the case, but experience tells us that this won't go down easy.  Even my husband's parents (his dad is the IF's brother) aren't on board.  They wouldn't dream of letting my aunt and uncle know that they disapprove, but apparently, those rules don't apply to me.  Snide comments and that I-can't-believe-you-guys-are doing-something-so-crazy head shake, abound.  Grrrrrr.  There hasn't even been an embryo transfer and already so much negativity.  *sigh*

The Return

I'm back!  By popular demand. I'm in control.  I've got the upper hand.  But no, not really.  

After a small detour, we are back on track for our surrogacy.  My IP's attorney has just finished up the contract, and next week we'll be seeing our attorney to dot the I's and cross the T's.  We should be able to begin cycling right away, as both the egg donor and I are on BCP's.  

I am so excited, I could shit.  I hope to God that it works on the first go, but I am preparing myself for the worst.  We are only going to try twice, so by the end of this year, we will either be on our way to welcoming a new family member or not.  I wish I knew how this is all going to play out! 

BLOOD!

I went into a Labcorp today to take care of all of the screenings.  They took FIVE vials of my liquid gold!  I had my head turned the other way so I wouldn't see the process.  I don't usually freak out at the sight of blood, but I've found that with age, things that never used to bother me potential to make me panicky.  Anyway, when all was said and done, I saw the five vials lying on the table.  I was shocked that they even needed that much!  
The receptionist and phlebotomist were so sweet and super supportive of my reason for being there.  Of course they asked about comp, and when I told them that I was doing it for free for a family member, they both looked at me as though I were a complete nutter!  LOL!  Hubby goes in tomorrow to get his blood drawn and I'm sure they'll be asking him all sorts of questions about how he feels about me being a surrogate.  
One thing that I can't seem to deal well with is how to respond to the praise I receive.  It embarrasses me when I'm told how wonderful/caring/special etc. I am for doing this.  I love the well wishes, but I can't keep from blushing and looking down at my shoes when I'm praised for it.  I guess it's just something that I will have to get used to, as I'm learning that more people are supportive than not when it comes to surrogacy, which really warms my heart. 
After the lab work comes back clean,then all we have to do is get through contracts and then I can start taking my meds! :)  I can't wait to get things rolling!

Phew!

Turns out Aunt Flo won't be making an appearance until around the time I take the last active birth control pill in the pack.  Thank God for that!  The hubby turned three shades of gray when I told him that I was late.

In other news,what gorgeous weather we're having here in Chi-town!  68 degrees today, and it will gradually get warmer as the week progresses.  I took my little nugget to the park today for a little picnic after school.  She rode her little bike all around the park like a little speed demon 3 times.  She was so proud of herself for not giving up even when she got tired or encountered big potholes and bumps.  I love seeing her enjoy herself and do things to make herself proud.  She's a helluva kid. :)  Added bonus: she'll fall asleep in 10 seconds!  Hello bottle of red!

Oh Boy...

Aunt Flo is late.  She should have arrived 3 days ago.  I'm hoping everything was thrown out of whack due to the Estradiol I was taking for the mock cycle.  Hubby and I have been careful, but that paranoid voice in my head is screaming "OMG, you're pregnant!  You've fucked eeeeeverything up!"  Ugh.  I bet Rush Limbaugh would call me a slut if he were here.