Thanks to everyone who called or e-mailed yesterday to wish us well. We really appreciate the support from each of you more than you know. Yesterday was ultimately a good day, a moving day emotionally and very full of love. I am once again reminded of how much love is flowing through my life, and that’s very important as we travel through this process. I feel so very fortunate to have you all – especially you, Mom.
We now begin the two-week wait time, which is always the worst for me. I don’t know how many times L. has said to me over the last 20 months that I am a raging loon through these 14 days. I don’t know what it is, but I become a demon from Hell while I wait for another negative pregnancy test. I know that doesn’t sound like my thoughts are coming from some positive, happy place, but let’s get real – when you’ve dealt with 20 months worth of (all) negative pregnancy tests, it’s hard to believe you’ll every see anything but that lonely control line. We often laugh that we have no idea how we would react to two lines or a plus sign. We would probably have to be revived from shock!
Nonetheless, here we go. Here’s to hoping I can keep the breakdowns to a minimum (but I can’t make any guarantees – please keep your cell phones close by!).
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