Archive for October 27th, 2009

Happy 11 week birthday, babies.

October 27, 2009

Am rereading my blog entries from the point of egg collection onwards. (IVF talk, for those of you who joined our little programme late in the day.) It’s making me nostalgic. So some memory lane walking….courtesy of the numbers 8 and 3.

8 days past a 3 day transfer

The one where we all find out I’m knocked up!!

8 weeks 3 days pregnant

At this point I have been run over by a motorcycle and thrown up more times than the average person would do in twenty lifetimes.  I am also a crabby bitch, as evidenced by this entry.

8 months 3 days pregnant

Well, okay, this is written the day AFTER, but the pictures of my bump on here are my 32 week + 3 days pic.

You know what’s next??? 8 months 3 days old. UM. Is that possible? What will they look like, sound like, move like?

Wow.

(A final sidenote: I realised whilst reading these entries that I had the goal of making TMD throw up from watching/hearing me throw up. That never happened. The best I got out of her was some serious gagging. I guess that settles it. We’ll have to have more babies.)

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And now in other news.

October 27, 2009

We bought two Taggies blankets awhile back. I chose this morning to introduce them to the babies. Of course, I was all wacked out cracked out about the fact that the two blankets were different, and how would we know which one ‘belonged’ to which baby?

I held the first one up in front of Snort and he looked at it the way I imagine a not-too-bright nineteen year old straight boy would look at a naked girl. Man, the kid had a dopey smile on his shining face.  He stared and stared, his mouth hanging open, the corners turned up. He kicked his legs. He laughed. He didn’t give that reaction to the other blanket.

Coconut didn’t really care about his, but not about hers either. A corner happened to be near her mouth, she was hungry, the corner got nommed on.

This is exciting news to me because I like blankets a lot. A lot a lot. If I can force my children to like them too, well, what a wonderful world.