baybeasts

We have achieved a lot in the garden over the last two years. (The after shot is a bit like ‘Where’s Wally?’, hey.)
S is usually hiding in the vege patch. Sometimes I can’t see her from the back door, for the longest time.
And then she stands up.

We have a Japanese guest staying here for one week.
We were trying to explain to her why some people eat Vegemite. I was trying to think of a link to miso, to help explain the culinary context.
Yeast! It has yeast in it like miso, and that’s why it tastes um, yeasty, I helpfully explained…

We have met our new IVF doctor. We now have doctor kate. She has ordered a barrage of blood tests including a chromosome analysis of me and our donor.
I’ll also need (another) hysteroscopy some time soon.
I can say with certainty that taking a break from trying is not emotionally helpful. If anything, it is becoming more excruciating seeing the proliferation of pregnant bellies and small children everywhere I go.

Last week was Sorenson’s (second) try. We are back to the jar and syringe method of attempted conception.
We are not feeling terribly excited or hopeful, but fingers are crossed.

It seems I bring my reproductive incompetence to a variety of situations. We picked up the jar of semen (thanks R!) and drove to our friend’s house (thanks T!).
I did then put the syringe into S and I did squeeze in the semen. And it did come straight back out again.
Honestly, for pete’s sake…

thank god for battlestar galactica