The fog is slowly rising and a sure sign that I’m emerging from mummy & baby land is that today I’m wearing high heels. I’m also drinking a hot coffee and because I’m at work and MM is at home today with Charlie the chance of me finishing this coffee while it is still hot is…
Inside Thoughts Out Loud
Here comes the sun
I remember very clearly Anzac Day in 2012. MM and I always go to the dawn service in the city and this year one of two things were going to occur. Either we’d be going to the service or we would be going to an embryo transfer. The service it was. After a very early breakfast we arrived back…
Bloody hell
I wish I could say that the next 6 months of pregnancy went without a hitch and that the following months were of zen like pregnancy yoga and glowy skin and hair but that then would be poppycock. Of course after everything, I loved that I was pregnant and not a day went by when I didn’t feel…
A scare and a turtle
A week before Christmas MM and I were due to fly out to the Maldives. Throughout all of this IVF caper, travel was our outlet and the fact that we are lucky to still afford to travel whilst spending our money on fertility treatment does not escape me. When we were planning this holiday it…
The story of the golden egg
November 2012 If you have read all of my past posts you would first know that there is a gap of about 12 months where this post under “hopes in a petri dish” take off. Looking back, I can’t really explain the writing sabbatical. In part I felt like the whole thing was a bit…
Don’t bake and inject
Last weekend I kept thinking ‘Ooh, next weekend I might be pregnant” and so when this weekend finally arrived and I was very not pregnant my emotions were surprisingly ok. We were quite busy and there wasn’t a lot of time to dwell and I knew I had Dr M’s appointment coming up so I…