So I guess this morning was a slow one at the Fertility Center because my results were back by 9am, usually they don't call until after 1pm. Anyhow, still looking good and progressing, my HCG was 3,487 this morning which is still above average, but not high enough to be twins. (Very OK with that!!) Michelle, my nurse practitioner, set up our first pre-natal visit for Wednesday May 3rd at 7:30am and Nat and I are super excited!!! I found out that the first ultrasound won't be until the following week, she said two-weeksish from today. She really did say weeksish.
Other than that things are relatively quiet here. We still haven't sold our house and we are both getting a little discouraged with the whole process, but with everything else that's going on, who cares!!! Well I am heading back to bed, I wasn't expecting that phone call so early and I was actually sleeping again. (tough life, huh?) I will definitely keep everyone posted on my progress and when weird things begin happening to my body, you will be the first to know....
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Friday, April 21, 2006
Quick Update
Today I went back for another round of blood work to check my HCG levels and my progesterone levels. Both, thankfully, were great. My HCG level rose from 89 on monday to 594 today and my progesterone levels which had fallen from 24 down to 15 last week, were back up at a little higher than 19. Woo-Hoo!!!!
The next step is yet another round of blood work on tuesday and then we are released to our OB/GYN. Sue, the drug lady at the clinic, told me that they like to see the levels over 1,000 before they let us go. According to what I'm reading I might be getting my first ultrasound soon, maybe not next week but the week following (first week of May). They can see the gestational sac once the HCG levels hit 2000 and by tuesday I should be around 2500; I know with IVF patients they like to confirm the number of gestational sacs ASAP!!
Ok well I hope you all have a wonderful weekend!!
Congrats again to Amy Mishler and husband Matt, they found out yesterday that they are having a baby girl!!! YAY!!!!
The next step is yet another round of blood work on tuesday and then we are released to our OB/GYN. Sue, the drug lady at the clinic, told me that they like to see the levels over 1,000 before they let us go. According to what I'm reading I might be getting my first ultrasound soon, maybe not next week but the week following (first week of May). They can see the gestational sac once the HCG levels hit 2000 and by tuesday I should be around 2500; I know with IVF patients they like to confirm the number of gestational sacs ASAP!!
Ok well I hope you all have a wonderful weekend!!
Congrats again to Amy Mishler and husband Matt, they found out yesterday that they are having a baby girl!!! YAY!!!!
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
PREGNANT!!!!
After almost two years and 6 rounds of Clomid, 3 IUI's, 2 IVF's and 1 FET and a whole lot of aches and pains, a plus sign!!
CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS!!!!????
Nat and I are still letting it sink in and still keeping our fingers crossed. We are about 15 days pregnant, so not too much going on. My blood work, done yesterday, showed an HCG (human growth hormone) level of 89 which the doctors said was right on average and on Friday I return for another round of blood work to make sure my levels are still rising.
As for me, I'm just sleepy. I have doubled my Progesterone to keep my uterus happy and one of the side effects of the Progesterone is lethargy and man do I have that. I don't mind staying off of my feet right now, if it gives me a better chance of staying prego I'll do just about anything!
Now on to the most asked question, when will we know how many are in there? Well I think, and I'm not sure, that by eight weeks I will have my first ultrasound. Since this isn't a normal pregnancy, I will be considered "high risk" and will be in the doctors office more than normal prego's. Nat is positive that there is more than one in there, my mom told me this morning that she would be just fine with three, and Michelle told her husband that I was having quads. (No birthday gift for you!!)
As for me I still can't believe that it's happening. I still can't believe that it worked, all of this mad scientist stuff, the shots, the pills, the talking to my uterus, it worked! And to you, all of your prayers, words of encouragement, and positive thinking; can I get an "Amen"!! We still have a long road ahead but getting to this point is just a thrill and a miracle. (By the way did I tell you that I found out that I was pregnant on Easter Sunday and that my due date is Christmas Day.)
Well that's the best news I could muster up today, hehe. Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers, like I said we have a long road.
Side notes:
I'm keeping my fingers crossed for you too Shannon, this is our month!!
Donna, you are in my prayers and I am hoping to hear only good things from your camp in the next few days. Your strength encourages me, keep fighting!!
Friday, April 07, 2006
Holy Crap!!!!
Hello from Nat's office in the basement!! For some reason I am wide awake at midnight on Friday, that's late for us, and I forgot the book I'm currently reading upstairs in the bedroom. I am not allowed to do stairs, well not a lot, so I am pretty much stuck down here with bad nighttime TV and a computer, so here we are.
I thought I would give you all an update on the transfer and the nightmare scenario that ensued leading up to the big event; yes it had to do with the water. As for right now I am doing really well. I made it through the 24-hour bed rest with little excitement and besides some miniscule cramping; I am doing better than I could have hoped. This has definitely been the easiest treatment thus far and I'm keeping my fingers crossed that this is somehow relevant to the outcome.
But on to the water torture.
So my transfer was scheduled for 11:30am and they ask that you arrive at the office about 30 minutes prior so you can get into the fashionable hospital gown and they can go over the procedure. For some stupid, but medically relevant, reason they need you to have a full bladder for the procedure and they ask that you consume about 64oz. of water by an hour before the procedure.
Now you know how I tried to cheat last time and got caught, I thought water would travel through the body faster and quickly learned that I wasn't the medical professional in charge so making up my own rules wasn't so smart. I wasn't even close to having a half full bladder so I had to wait for all of the water I had mischievously finished only minutes earlier to find it's way down to the bladder. I felt rotten that I had to hold everyone up so I figured this time I would follow the rules.
I finished my water at 10:45am, I was 15 minutes late, but I was confident that it wouldn't matter. Nat and I headed to the Fertility Center and by the time we arrived, 10 minutes later, I was in pain. I was like a little kid trying to rearrange myself on the chair, rutching around as we say it here in York, trying to find a spot that would keep me from letting loose right there in the waiting room. Thank goodness we were the only ones there because with my little dancing it was obvious what was going on.
By 11:10am I was dying, I mean I thought I was about to blow a kidney. Jamie, the office manager, must have seen my routine from behind that doctor barrier wall in the waiting room and said that if I could control myself I could go to the bathroom, count to 5, and then I had to stop. I could have kissed her. I didn't even stop to consider that maybe I couldn't control myself, which I did, I ran to the bathroom and damn did that feel good. (Had to swear)
I came back out to the room, sat down with Nat and began to wonder what the hold up was. Nat and I chatted for about 5 minutes when that pain and pressure came back again. I stood up and walked around, sat down, fidgeted in my seat and then looked up for Jamie to tell me that I could go again, but she wasn't there. In fact no one was behind the desk. I looked to Nat for some guidance but he didn't know any more that I did, crap, crap, crap. It was now 11:25am and I knew there was no way, no way that I could hold it until the transfer.
So I went again, counted to 5, and snuck out of the bathroom before getting caught.
Once again, sweet relief, I still felt full but I wasn't in pain. It was almost that exact moment when Sue, the drug lady, came to take me back for the transfer. She stupidly asked me how I was doing, was she kidding?? I made it known that my transfer was supposed to be at 11:30am and here we are and I'm just being taken back to the tranfer/retreival waiting room. She apologized that they were running behind and had me change in to the wonderful hospital gown.
When I came out of the bathroom from changing I sat down in the chair they had set up for me and Sue went over the procedures and made me sign some stuff. About this time I realized that once again I was cramping up from the full bladder, can you believe this? I couldn't, I felt like a skipping record. I told Sue that there was no way they could expect me to hold a full bladder for any longer, they were running late and this was no longer an issue of comfort. She let me know that it would be another 15 minutes before I went in for the procedure so I could go again, this time there was no counting.
This time I was given a Styrofoam cup.
Oh yeah, I was given an 8 oz. coffee cup and told I could fill this up and no more. Boy was that fun. The cup looked so big and yet it turned out to be so small, but it worked for a little bit longer. I was now waiting only on Dr. Filer to show pictures of my embryos and for them to take me in the procedure room. About 5 minutes passed when Lisa, the ultrasound lady, came out of the procedure room to ask me how I was doing, hello?? Obviously she had been briefed that I was on bathroom break number #3 and was worried that I still felt so badly. She promised me that they were moving fast to get me in and as soon as they escorted me back she would do a quick ultrasound to check my bladder and then let me go a little more.
As soon as she turned around to leave the room Dr. Filer came in and showed me the 4, that's right, 4 embryos that we transferred. Two embryos were from this cycle, one a grade I and one a grade II, and two were thawed from my cryobank, both were grade II's. (Grade I is the best, IV being the worst.) I don't even remember what he said to me, or anything after that, until Lisa came back to take me over to the transfer room. To illustrate how much pain I was in I could barely get out of my chair and I couldn't stand strait, the pain on my right side was so intense I walked with a swagger.
I hobbled across the hall and into the special chair they have, Lisa reclined the chair and started the ultrasound. As soon as she started the ultrasound Michelle, the physician’s assistant, came in the room, looked at the screen and said "wow". A second later Dr. Filer came in the room and said the exact same thing, same tone and everything. "Ok", I asked, "that was two "wow's" is there something I should know?" Well Lisa turned the monitor of the ultrasound machine towards me and I immediately got the same wow feeling, my bladder took up the whole screen!
It looked like it had swallowed every available inch in my lower abdomen. I was then informed that the pain I was experiencing was my bladder pressing my right ovary, which was swollen to 4 times it's normal size, into my cervix. Awesome. At this point I didn't really care, although it was nice to know, all I cared about was my next bathroom break. Lisa said I was allowed 1 and a half cups this time, and with that I got up out of the chair grabbed the back of my gown so that my butt wasn't completely out and ran back across the hall. This time when I was done Michelle came into the bathroom, gave me my shot of Versed, and I calmly went back across the hall and the transfer finally was underway, at 12:05pm.
The procedure went well, I was relaxed from the shot, and I was back home around 1pm. Sorry that story was so long but I had to get this down so I won't ever forget it. I still can't figure out with all of the advancements in medical science why no one has figured out a better method of transfer than the "full bladder" method. I know there are female doctors that have gone through this, hasn't anyone complained?? Man, you have no idea, seriously. I really thought, and told Nat, that I was going to have to reschedule because there was no way I was making it in to that transfer.
Whew.
Ok well now I am tired, all that typing can take it out of you!! Tata for now, I'll be in touch soon!!!
I thought I would give you all an update on the transfer and the nightmare scenario that ensued leading up to the big event; yes it had to do with the water. As for right now I am doing really well. I made it through the 24-hour bed rest with little excitement and besides some miniscule cramping; I am doing better than I could have hoped. This has definitely been the easiest treatment thus far and I'm keeping my fingers crossed that this is somehow relevant to the outcome.
But on to the water torture.
So my transfer was scheduled for 11:30am and they ask that you arrive at the office about 30 minutes prior so you can get into the fashionable hospital gown and they can go over the procedure. For some stupid, but medically relevant, reason they need you to have a full bladder for the procedure and they ask that you consume about 64oz. of water by an hour before the procedure.
Now you know how I tried to cheat last time and got caught, I thought water would travel through the body faster and quickly learned that I wasn't the medical professional in charge so making up my own rules wasn't so smart. I wasn't even close to having a half full bladder so I had to wait for all of the water I had mischievously finished only minutes earlier to find it's way down to the bladder. I felt rotten that I had to hold everyone up so I figured this time I would follow the rules.
I finished my water at 10:45am, I was 15 minutes late, but I was confident that it wouldn't matter. Nat and I headed to the Fertility Center and by the time we arrived, 10 minutes later, I was in pain. I was like a little kid trying to rearrange myself on the chair, rutching around as we say it here in York, trying to find a spot that would keep me from letting loose right there in the waiting room. Thank goodness we were the only ones there because with my little dancing it was obvious what was going on.
By 11:10am I was dying, I mean I thought I was about to blow a kidney. Jamie, the office manager, must have seen my routine from behind that doctor barrier wall in the waiting room and said that if I could control myself I could go to the bathroom, count to 5, and then I had to stop. I could have kissed her. I didn't even stop to consider that maybe I couldn't control myself, which I did, I ran to the bathroom and damn did that feel good. (Had to swear)
I came back out to the room, sat down with Nat and began to wonder what the hold up was. Nat and I chatted for about 5 minutes when that pain and pressure came back again. I stood up and walked around, sat down, fidgeted in my seat and then looked up for Jamie to tell me that I could go again, but she wasn't there. In fact no one was behind the desk. I looked to Nat for some guidance but he didn't know any more that I did, crap, crap, crap. It was now 11:25am and I knew there was no way, no way that I could hold it until the transfer.
So I went again, counted to 5, and snuck out of the bathroom before getting caught.
Once again, sweet relief, I still felt full but I wasn't in pain. It was almost that exact moment when Sue, the drug lady, came to take me back for the transfer. She stupidly asked me how I was doing, was she kidding?? I made it known that my transfer was supposed to be at 11:30am and here we are and I'm just being taken back to the tranfer/retreival waiting room. She apologized that they were running behind and had me change in to the wonderful hospital gown.
When I came out of the bathroom from changing I sat down in the chair they had set up for me and Sue went over the procedures and made me sign some stuff. About this time I realized that once again I was cramping up from the full bladder, can you believe this? I couldn't, I felt like a skipping record. I told Sue that there was no way they could expect me to hold a full bladder for any longer, they were running late and this was no longer an issue of comfort. She let me know that it would be another 15 minutes before I went in for the procedure so I could go again, this time there was no counting.
This time I was given a Styrofoam cup.
Oh yeah, I was given an 8 oz. coffee cup and told I could fill this up and no more. Boy was that fun. The cup looked so big and yet it turned out to be so small, but it worked for a little bit longer. I was now waiting only on Dr. Filer to show pictures of my embryos and for them to take me in the procedure room. About 5 minutes passed when Lisa, the ultrasound lady, came out of the procedure room to ask me how I was doing, hello?? Obviously she had been briefed that I was on bathroom break number #3 and was worried that I still felt so badly. She promised me that they were moving fast to get me in and as soon as they escorted me back she would do a quick ultrasound to check my bladder and then let me go a little more.
As soon as she turned around to leave the room Dr. Filer came in and showed me the 4, that's right, 4 embryos that we transferred. Two embryos were from this cycle, one a grade I and one a grade II, and two were thawed from my cryobank, both were grade II's. (Grade I is the best, IV being the worst.) I don't even remember what he said to me, or anything after that, until Lisa came back to take me over to the transfer room. To illustrate how much pain I was in I could barely get out of my chair and I couldn't stand strait, the pain on my right side was so intense I walked with a swagger.
I hobbled across the hall and into the special chair they have, Lisa reclined the chair and started the ultrasound. As soon as she started the ultrasound Michelle, the physician’s assistant, came in the room, looked at the screen and said "wow". A second later Dr. Filer came in the room and said the exact same thing, same tone and everything. "Ok", I asked, "that was two "wow's" is there something I should know?" Well Lisa turned the monitor of the ultrasound machine towards me and I immediately got the same wow feeling, my bladder took up the whole screen!
It looked like it had swallowed every available inch in my lower abdomen. I was then informed that the pain I was experiencing was my bladder pressing my right ovary, which was swollen to 4 times it's normal size, into my cervix. Awesome. At this point I didn't really care, although it was nice to know, all I cared about was my next bathroom break. Lisa said I was allowed 1 and a half cups this time, and with that I got up out of the chair grabbed the back of my gown so that my butt wasn't completely out and ran back across the hall. This time when I was done Michelle came into the bathroom, gave me my shot of Versed, and I calmly went back across the hall and the transfer finally was underway, at 12:05pm.
The procedure went well, I was relaxed from the shot, and I was back home around 1pm. Sorry that story was so long but I had to get this down so I won't ever forget it. I still can't figure out with all of the advancements in medical science why no one has figured out a better method of transfer than the "full bladder" method. I know there are female doctors that have gone through this, hasn't anyone complained?? Man, you have no idea, seriously. I really thought, and told Nat, that I was going to have to reschedule because there was no way I was making it in to that transfer.
Whew.
Ok well now I am tired, all that typing can take it out of you!! Tata for now, I'll be in touch soon!!!
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
No More Snow
Yep, those are flurries, in April. (If you click on the picture you can see them more clearly.)
Come on Spring, what's the hold-up?.........
More below..........
The big day!!!!
Well the two little embryos made it through the night so we are on for the transfer tomorrow at 11:3oam. We have decided to thaw two other frozen embroys for a last ditch effort and transfer four. Scary, huh? The doctor did say that the two "fresh" embryos looked great and that they were cleaving, dividing, just fine. So finally my awesome cleavage has done me some good!
Sorry dad; poor taste?
Anyhow, on a crummy note, I have started to hyper-stimulate. In the past 2 days I have gained 4.5 pounds of water and I seriously feel like I am developing a swimming pool in my stomache. The pain isn't unbearable, but I am so bloated even sweatpants are tugging at the waist. Oh well, it can't get worse.
Oh wait, tomorrow I have to drink a gallon of water for the transfer, remember the water torture game? It will get worse! I have to have a completely full bladder for the transfer and last time I got caught trying to cheat, didn't have a full bladder on time, and I held up the transfer team for about 25 minutes. Oops. This time I'll be good and get this thing done on schedule, although I did notice that they gave me the last transfer time before lunch again, maybe they are already planning on me screwing up?
That's it from me for at least another 36 hours or so. We are sans laptop at the moment so being on bedrest will prevent me from giving you an update until friday afternoon. Feel free to call and chat after about 3pm tomorrow, the shot they give me before the transfer usually knocks me out for about 2 hours, but once awake I will be bored so please bother me!!
Happy Birthday Puddy!!
Sorry dad; poor taste?
Anyhow, on a crummy note, I have started to hyper-stimulate. In the past 2 days I have gained 4.5 pounds of water and I seriously feel like I am developing a swimming pool in my stomache. The pain isn't unbearable, but I am so bloated even sweatpants are tugging at the waist. Oh well, it can't get worse.
Oh wait, tomorrow I have to drink a gallon of water for the transfer, remember the water torture game? It will get worse! I have to have a completely full bladder for the transfer and last time I got caught trying to cheat, didn't have a full bladder on time, and I held up the transfer team for about 25 minutes. Oops. This time I'll be good and get this thing done on schedule, although I did notice that they gave me the last transfer time before lunch again, maybe they are already planning on me screwing up?
That's it from me for at least another 36 hours or so. We are sans laptop at the moment so being on bedrest will prevent me from giving you an update until friday afternoon. Feel free to call and chat after about 3pm tomorrow, the shot they give me before the transfer usually knocks me out for about 2 hours, but once awake I will be bored so please bother me!!
Happy Birthday Puddy!!
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Not So Great
Well Dr. Filer just called with some not so great news, only 2 of my eggs made it out fertilized. I can't believe it, out of seven that were retrieved, only four were mature and only 2 fertilized; now we have to wait until Thursday and hope that they make it. I did speak to him about the possibility of thawing the some of the four embryos that we have still frozen, and he said that we could do that if needed and would discuss that tomorrow when he gives me my next update. (they weren't the best quality embryos, that's why we decided to try again)
Another wrench in the system that I wasn't expecting, but it seems as though that is the norm now. Nat seemed pretty upset, as did my doctor, I guess after having a successful first try with 10 fertilizing, 2 seems like failure. I'm going to stay hopeful though, two is better than none and we only need one for a baby so I'm still thinking happy thoughts. I will update more tomorrow when I hear from the doctor again and let you know what we have decided. Keep praying for Nat and I please!!!!
Another wrench in the system that I wasn't expecting, but it seems as though that is the norm now. Nat seemed pretty upset, as did my doctor, I guess after having a successful first try with 10 fertilizing, 2 seems like failure. I'm going to stay hopeful though, two is better than none and we only need one for a baby so I'm still thinking happy thoughts. I will update more tomorrow when I hear from the doctor again and let you know what we have decided. Keep praying for Nat and I please!!!!
Monday, April 03, 2006
New Pup
This is Maddie, a 10-week-old Golden Retreiver that my sister Sarah and her husband Tim adopted yesterday. They came to visit me today when I needed some cheering up, and by looking at her cute puppy face you can tell it worked! The fun part of the visit was the Mexican stand-off between my cat and the dog, it was so cute, they were both intrigued and scared of each other!More Below........
My Day
I'm home, in recovery mode, feeling not so great. I am more cramped up than I remember last time, and I'm having issues sitting up straight, makes the cramps worse? I have already taken some Tylenol extra strength about 4 hours ago, but I don't think that made too much of a difference so I'm going back to the bottle and hopefully find some relief. (like they promise)
Other than my current state of affairs, the day went along pretty well. I was supposed to be there at 9:30am and we got there a bit early and they took us in right away. I was nauseated all morning, nerves and lack of breakfast, so I'm glad that they whisked me right away rather than leave me festering in the waiting room. Once again they went over the procedure and had me put on that stupid hospital gown that never covers your butt and then weighed me for the anesthetist.
After about 15 minutes of signing my life away, literally, they took me in to the too cold transfer room and then the real fun began. I guess that was the point in the day when I should have been most anxious and nervous, but for some reason I was calm and I didn't even flinch too much when they started the IV line in my hand. Of course the anesthetist had a sense of humor, right before he jammed that needle in my hand he looked and me and said, "this won't hurt me a bit". It didn't hurt him at all, and only slightly bruised me. After the IV goes in they put the oxygen nose tube thing on and a finger pulse monitor and then the part where they say, "now you are going to feel a little sle......". I'm assuming they say sleepy, although I have never made it that far.
The next thing I remember is my doctor telling me how great I did, I was unconscious, what did I do break into a comic routine? I guess not going in to cardiac arrest or convulsions is doing well, so maybe I should pat myself on the back. After trying to keep my eyes open and listen to the doctor for what felt like ages, but was probably 1 minute, Nat was ushered back in to see me. The doctor informed us that he was able to extract 7 mature eggs from me, which was the same number they said I had on Friday. I don't remember what we talked about next but I do remember getting some peanut butter crackers and grape juice, you never forget the food!
After the doctor left and I finished my snack I was allowed to get dressed come home. I almost tipped over a few times while trying to redress, stupid anesthesia, but I did manage to clothe myself and we came home with no broken bones. As soon as I walked in the door I went straight to my room, took some Tylenol and fell asleep until 2pm. (We left the doctors office around 11am.)
When I woke up Sarah and new puppy Maddie came over to play. They stayed for about 30 minutes of fun, until I felt like crud again and had to lay down. I hope to be feeling better by tomorrow but right now I'm sore and tired. So back to bed with me, Nat is asleep right now, apparently taking care of me is exhausting, tomorrow I find out how many of the seven eggs fertilized and their quality. More tomorrow.....
Other than my current state of affairs, the day went along pretty well. I was supposed to be there at 9:30am and we got there a bit early and they took us in right away. I was nauseated all morning, nerves and lack of breakfast, so I'm glad that they whisked me right away rather than leave me festering in the waiting room. Once again they went over the procedure and had me put on that stupid hospital gown that never covers your butt and then weighed me for the anesthetist.
After about 15 minutes of signing my life away, literally, they took me in to the too cold transfer room and then the real fun began. I guess that was the point in the day when I should have been most anxious and nervous, but for some reason I was calm and I didn't even flinch too much when they started the IV line in my hand. Of course the anesthetist had a sense of humor, right before he jammed that needle in my hand he looked and me and said, "this won't hurt me a bit". It didn't hurt him at all, and only slightly bruised me. After the IV goes in they put the oxygen nose tube thing on and a finger pulse monitor and then the part where they say, "now you are going to feel a little sle......". I'm assuming they say sleepy, although I have never made it that far.
The next thing I remember is my doctor telling me how great I did, I was unconscious, what did I do break into a comic routine? I guess not going in to cardiac arrest or convulsions is doing well, so maybe I should pat myself on the back. After trying to keep my eyes open and listen to the doctor for what felt like ages, but was probably 1 minute, Nat was ushered back in to see me. The doctor informed us that he was able to extract 7 mature eggs from me, which was the same number they said I had on Friday. I don't remember what we talked about next but I do remember getting some peanut butter crackers and grape juice, you never forget the food!
After the doctor left and I finished my snack I was allowed to get dressed come home. I almost tipped over a few times while trying to redress, stupid anesthesia, but I did manage to clothe myself and we came home with no broken bones. As soon as I walked in the door I went straight to my room, took some Tylenol and fell asleep until 2pm. (We left the doctors office around 11am.)
When I woke up Sarah and new puppy Maddie came over to play. They stayed for about 30 minutes of fun, until I felt like crud again and had to lay down. I hope to be feeling better by tomorrow but right now I'm sore and tired. So back to bed with me, Nat is asleep right now, apparently taking care of me is exhausting, tomorrow I find out how many of the seven eggs fertilized and their quality. More tomorrow.....
Sunday, April 02, 2006
More Birthday Fun!
Today was a fun day spent in Lancaster County celebrating Nat's uncle Arthur's (Pud) 60th birthday. I was feeling pretty good today, nice weather and good food, not so bad. As the day has progressed I have gotten increasingly nervous and now at 8pm I'm wondering if I will be able to sleep! I just wanted to pass on a few pictures and distract myself in the process; cute babies and puppies are an easy target for that!!
This little cute thing is Maya; she is Nat's step-cousin, or something like that. She will be turning 1 in about 2 weeks and is she ever adorable, look at those big blue eyes! Even though she was fighting off a cold she had a blast watching the puppy run back and forth, back and forth, and back and forth. She would laugh every time "Skipper" would come anywhere near her, I'm telling you babies and puppies, great combo!
This is Skipper, Pud's birthday gift. He's a Sheltie, and oh my gosh is he furry! We had a lot of fun chasing him around the yard and when I picked him up he just snuggled with me for about 10 minutes; it was like holding a giant teddy bear. Hopefully tomorrow I will have another puppy picture up here; my sister Sarah and her husband Tim were bringing home a 10-week-old golden retriever today. (I'm hoping for a special guest appearance tomorrow after my retrieval!)Ok well I guess it's time for me to attempt to relax and sleep, big day tomorrow. I'll try and let you all know how things went when I am awake and alert, no druggie blogging for me! Thanks again for all of your thoughts, prayers and support, it has helped me in ways you will never know.
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