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This morning I got up, put on my red underwear and headed to the clinic to pick up the embabies. Not sure why I thought it needed to be red… this just seemed to be a good time to bust it out.
It was so very weird going to something like this on my own. Mr is in NYC at a conference and is in the middle of starting a company, so I’m pretty much a start-up widow. He has been working so hard and so many hours on his company that he has nothing left over to worry about ultrasounds and blood work and embryo transfers. Not that he wouldn’t be thrilled if we got a BFP, but, I hate to bother him with all the details of this s(t)inking ship.
Truthfully, he’s so busy in NY working 18 hours a day at a neck break speed (and eating dinner at places like Keens and Les Halles and Carmine’s ((JEALOUS!!))) that I’m not even sure he knows that we have embabies on board.