So AF has come and gone and now we are again just waiting. I have 2 packs of BCP sitting here waiting for AF to show up again. Waiting on the call from the coordinator to discuss protocol and to choose our embies. I think that I will name our child's middle name Esperar, the Spanish translation for the word wait. I like it better than the German word warten or the French version attendre. Or maybe I will have a son and name him Warten Attendre. That has a nice ring to it!!!
During our esperar I am learning new things. I am taking a cake decorating class and I am teaching myself how to crochet. Where all this domesticity is coming from I do not know! I figure that if I learn to crochet it will give me something to do if I end up on bed rest. And lets face it, nothing else about conception has been easy so I doubt that pregnancy will be either. So I will crochet baby blankets and eat the cakes that I am learning to make. Sounds like a plan!!! Though by the end of the 9 months I will no longer be my chubby self but a beached whale! But it will be worth it! And I will take every opportunity to remind our little miracle(s) of the reason behind my fluffiness.