1 in 10,000

That is the risk of trisomies that was calculated so far from the results of the blood work and the results of the nuchal... apparently that is as good as it gets. At least that is what the doctor said. Now granted I spend most of my time at these appointments wondering how weird he thinks I am, but he seemed genuinely pleased with these results. Heartbeat was 155 or so.

I was disappointed to learn that the next u/s won't be scheduled until after the next appointment. This practice prefers to do the level 2 u/s at 22-24 weeks. No clue why, but we can wait. We apparently don't get a choice. D has started researching all the things we are supposed to have for this possible new arrival in our lives. I just nod mostly.

D's parents were finally given the green light - by him NOT me to let the rest of MIL's family know what's going on... His dad really wanted to tell his family and I think that has happened, but MIL's famoly got to learn the news first... My MIL asked if D could take a picture of me... and D said of what? Apparently my MIL wants a picture of me pregnant - D broke the news to her that I'm not showing anything... and probably won't be for a while and that pictures probably will not be forthcoming. My mother of course has announced to the neighbors and everyone that the only thing that is showing is my b**bs. Gee thanks Mom.

With the weird changes in the weather around here - global warming right? My allergies and sinuses have become something that is both quite comical and quite irritating. When one is already on an antihistamine and decongestant one would hope that they would not require more... I am of course not in that category. I have had to add another antihistamine to the mix to get the sneezing to stop. I spent Monday morning on the phone with the doctor's office trying to find out if the new phenylephrine is "safe" to take... the pharmacist said "NO" the OB said "yes" however that didn't happen until after i bought it as well as the antihistamine that was recommended by the pharmacist came home, took the antihistamine and then got the call from the OB's office. I miss the old actifed as truthfully I don't like the change from pseudophedrine to phenylephrine it does nothing for me... damn meth lab makers.

My old male roommate sent me a recent email with the announcement of the birth of his daughter. It sounds as if things were a bit of a struggle towards the end as his wife developed HELLP syndrome and this resulted in his little girl being born about a month early. Fortunately both mom and daughter are doing well. We are thrilled that though the events leading up to her birth were scary - that both are now healthy and doing well.

Now that that is all out of the way... on to the rest of the story. Blue (one of the pups) has the runs AGAIN... to say we're less than thrilled is an understatement. I'm not sure what the next step is in regards to his digestive track - however we'd really like this to stop. I think it has more to do with D not feeding him yogurt than anything else - but what the hell do I know? Bert (purple) who went to his new home is doing well and thriving in his new home and family. We are going to have a play date soon with Pepper and Blue and Bert - who has a new name, but for us he'll always be Bert. Because having one dog do weird things is not enough and Ernie's separation anxiety is seriously wearing on everyone's nerves - Lola has started with some behavioral issues - so we're working on all of those things.

Our recent appraisal of course came in below what we wanted and needed it to be as that means our hopes for a home equity loan were pretty much smashed to smithereens. Our goal with the loan was to build a fence... we are researching alternative avenues and will have a fence before the Not negative arrives - it just may take some creative financing on our part to have this large fence that we want, need and desire.

I am watching Friday Night Lights tonight and my heart kind of broke when the wife of the football coach found out that she was pregnant and when the nurse asked if this was planned and she said - 13 years ago, 12 years ago, 11 years ago, 9 years ago, 8 years ago, then we thought it wasn't in God's plan for us... and the nurse laughed and said something along the lines of "apparently his plan changed". Because the woman conveyed so well that feeling of what I assume secondary infertility feels like... that struggle, that desire, and sometimes that resignation. Granted I could be wrong... I only know my feelings on what we've gone through and we all know my feelings have been to both edges of the spectrum. But it's always nice to see something conveyed simply and appropriately.

And to add to our tales of woe - we have SNOW... It's April for goodness sake and we have SNOW.... Sorry I've been quiet... I've been reading - not commenting - there's truly not much to say for me right now... I'm horribly boring - okay maybe not boring, but certainly not very exciting.