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Round Two

Analie and I were at CVS this morning picking up her steroid cream to turn her into Schwartzenbaby.  Hopefully this will take down the rash that has been feeding on her underlings for the last 6 weeks and giving all us no end of frustration.  We have tried just about every natural remedy known to the Internet, crowd sourced it to friends, and seen two doctors.  So now we have steroids.

SCHWARTZENBABY WILL TERMINATE THE RASH.

Anyway, we were waiting for our steroid.  As we stood there, we heard the pharmacists chatting about another customer who had placed an order for some specialized drugs because of “round two”.  When I heard “round two”, my ears perked up because don’t I know what round two is, Internet.  (Hint: I was holding her while I stood in line.)  ((Second hint: Usually “round two” indicates some kind of invasive, sucky infertility treatment.  Winning!))

Apparently Clomid wasn’t working for this poor lady, or something about she was afraid she’d have multiples?, so they were ordering Ovidrel for her.  WHOOOPIE FOR HER to be moving to be moving up the infertility ladder to injectables!

We know alllllll about Ovidrel in this house.

So I gave my baby a big, big hug while we stood there listening to the pharmacists and whispered in her ear, “YOU were made with Ovidrel.”

The entire experience made me feel a little bit misty, truth be told.

Shoot up that Ovidrel, unknown lady we heard the pharmacists gossiping about, because I will be praying for you when I apply the steroid cream to MY Ovidrel baby.

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Two Years

For Mother’s Day in 2009, Joey gave me an adorable green onepiece from Baby Gap with a panda on it that I’d noticed a few weeks earlier when we were walking around, dreaming.  I was just barely pregnant, and our excitement was a little bit premature.  Because the very next Sunday I was in the hospital, and we weren’t expecting a baby anymore.

When I got home from the hospital, I stuffed the little outfit and the card Joey had given me deep, deep into the back of one of the drawers in my dresser.  Six months went by, I found it again.  I sat there on the floor in our apartment, trying to decide if it was cruel to keep the outfit if I was never going to have a baby to put in it.

I decided to keep it.

Even though, at that point, there was a big black blob of nothing on the horizon.

Just in case…maybe there would be a miracle someday.

So I put it back in the drawer and folded up my first Mother’s Day card inside.  I still haven’t read it again.  But today that card is framed and hangs on my wall, and my sweet little girl is wearing a green outfit with a panda on it that I had almost lost hope would ever be on a baby that belonged to me.

Next Sunday, Mother’s Day, we’re going to have her dedicated.  I have so much to be thankful for.

I prayed for this child, and the LORD has granted me what I asked of him.  So now I give [her] to the LORD. For [her] whole life s[he] will be given over to the LORD. 1 Samuel 1:27-28

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