the box...

so what if it's taken me 3 weeks to finally get around to posting this. at least it's a little bit interesting. the week before spring break i received a very large package. a package that could very well change the dynamic of our family. considering i was sick as a dog the day the "box" arrived on my doorstep, i was still quite excited to finally get it open.

there's enough stuff in that box to make a couple addicts happy, well, if you were addicted to hormones and antibiotics i suppose. now that the "box" is here, this is it, there's no turning back. i pretty much started my daily routine right away. and for the next 4 weeks i'll be on a steady diet of pills, needles, and other unfriendly little devices (which i may or may not talk about later).

the first shot took at least 15 minutes before i worked up the courage to actually stab myself (with a quick dart like motion - as per directed in my instructional pamphlet). everything else is pretty smooth sailing, except for that giant horse pill that occasionally likes to stick to the top of my mouth and takes 3 swigs of coffee to get down. the regimen is pretty simple for now, but starting next week things are going to get even more medically exciting. yesterday i had a trip down to the magic fun house (aka - Dr. S's office) to make sure everything was good to go. i've gotten pretty use to the "magic wand" and the multiple blood samples, but i will never get use to the waiting. why is it that you hurry up to get there just to sit and wait? anyway, Dr. S says the "soil is clean" and next week i can start the hard core drugs (aka - FSH and some Gonadotropin stuff). yay! more shots (although i wish they were shots of vodka)...

1,095 days...

it was 1,095 days ago that we had the privilege to meet the most wonderful little creature...when someone says the third time is the charm, it's true. NoNo is our 3rd child, born in the 3rd month, celebrating his 3rd birthday today; there's just something magical about that. everything about him is wonderful and i'm thankful that i have the opportunity to be his mother (even when he throws himself on the floor kicking and screaming because he can't have cake for breakfast).

Happy Birthday Monkey!!

another 52 weeks...

this is my second attempt at capturing the crazy in our house. 52 weeks, 52 pictures, 52 attempts at capturing our life. it's quite apparent that i need a new camera...

there's no turning back now...

today is March 1st, not that this day has any real significance (well, unless you count the completion of the Hoover Dam back in 1936 or the birth of that little musical cutie Justin Bieber in 1994 - the year i graduated high school). no, this day just marks the beginning of a very crazy  month. i just got off the phone with my specialty pharmacy. one, they wanted to know where to send the giant box of drugs, and two, they wanted to know how i would be paying for that box. after just a few short minutes i had pretty much spent enough for a 5 day all-inclusive vacation, but without the sun, sand, or cocktails. i know this is not going to be a vacation, but now that the box is on it's way, there's no turning back.

for the next month i'll be on a very strict schedule. at first it was a bit overwhelming, but with so many colors, at least it's fun to look at...

now add to that the usual schedule of soccer 5 days a week, baseball, school, and spring break...it's going to be a bit insane. the butterflies have set in...