Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Comments!

Wow. Four comments. Hi y'all.

Now the pressure is on.

think. think. think.

Oh, ok here ya go. We've, well I have decided to put ivf #2 on hold for just a bit. October 5th is just too close. I was feeling as if someone was sitting on my chest. I could not fully take a breath. That, I decided, was not the way to go into a stressful situation. (therapy seems to be working already) Maybe the end of November...maybe it's something about November and that's why it worked last time? omg. I just realized that November is the eleventh month. o.m.g.

Now we've got something to blog about. The number E L E V E N.

Some of you know this and some of you don't and some of you may have already stopped reading.

The number 11 has been following me around for years. I'm not going to count because if it's 11 years it will freak me out. So let's just say YEARS.

Sometimes it's simply a weird coincidence like a "Inspected by No. 11" sticker on the inside of my bathing suit that I've been swimming in all summer. Or sometimes I ask someone "What time do you have?" and they say "11 til or 11 after." Why not say ten to or after? Don't you think that's odd? Or I check into a hotel room and 9 times out of 10 the room has an 11 in the number. I've gone through cycles with the number 11. I've loved it, I've despised it, I have even been indifferent.

I'm in a me-not-like phase for good ole number 11. Here's why:

ivf #1 - Picture me wide-eyed and bushy-tailed and hopeful that this was going to work. (Since I've only just now realized that I actually started ivf #1 in November and made the connection that it's the eleventh month....I'm not going to count this number 11 phenom.)

Loving the number 11...
Transfer day: December 11 (hooray! MY LUCKY NUMBER!)
Beta day: December 22 (hooray! My MIL birthday AND it's divisible by, yep you got 11!!)
Sonogram: It's TWINS!! 1 + 1. anyone see an eleven in there? Yeah, I know it's a stretch.

Loathing the number 11...
Found out that Tess and Oliver were coming and nothing I could do would stop it: April 11
FET #1(Frozen embryo Transfer): Transfer day August 11

I think you can see where this is going, right.

No more numbers for me. Unless I have six come to me in a dream that will then turn around and hit MegaMillions... Then, and only then, I'll be back in love with numbers. Until then numbers suck.

wa wa waaaaaaaa. Debbie Downer. Which is so ironic, because I'm actually in a good mood tonight. I wish I could quickly think of something that would make all of you smile...oh look at me I did think of something. It's a stupid Heather fact. An old party trick of mine that I'm not even sure how I discovered, though I'm certain alcohol was involved. Copious amounts. Anywho, here goes...

I can put my fist in my mouth. Yes, yes my whole fist. I think I can unhinge my jaw like a boa constrictor or something.

Or maybe I just have a big mouth and a small hand? But I can do it.

Can you?

4 Comments:

Blogger davispigeon said...

Hey sweetpea. I followed you over from FF. It's good to see the whole of your thought rather than the snippets you post of FF.
love
Bel

10:56 PM  
Blogger mandyprice61991471 said...

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3:02 AM  
Blogger girlh said...

manyprice61991471??? who are you? and how after reading this blog would you send me to a dating site.

I've. Been. Blog. Spammed.

8:14 AM  
Blogger davispigeon said...

Ack! How do spammers even FIND blogs?

10:41 PM  

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