Today marks the beginning of the real deal. The steps moving toward our first insemination. The number one step... Birth Control. Crazy right?!? Well, apparently the doc wants to stop production so he can go balls to the wall with some hormone injections in a little over two weeks. I trust him completely but whoever thought a pair of lesbians would need birth control to get pregnant.
We are so excited to get going on our new plan. It's fantastic that this momentous kick off happens on a day we can take a moment to appreciate it... Sunday Funday aka Football Sunday. A lovely brunch with Apple Streusel Crumb Pancakes and Turkey Bacon that my gorgeous wife made, an afternoon of Seahawks and Charger football at the bar where everybody knows our name, and an evening of even more football with our furry kids... all with the excitement of this journey brewing around us.
The next step comes on the 14th when K learns how to shoot me with needles.... And we can't wait for the journey to continue.
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Friday, September 23, 2011
As the Adventure Continues
So... As the adventure continues.
This Sunday my wife will start taking birth control pills to regulate this crazy process they call birth. I may not understand all of the steps, but I stand behind them with the vigor only a wife can possess. I can not express how proud I am of her. There have been so many hurdles, so many temptations, to take away from the process that has fallen upon us, but she has handled it all with poise and grace. It can't be easy. I know this, you know this, but some how she remains one of the most put together women I know. Just today.... She has worked 9-11 hour days, all week. Today, she worked a 9 hour day, only to come home, make dinner, and return to work again from 8 PM to 11 PM. I am reminded how amazing she is with every person in that venue who comes up to her with questions outside of her position, and yet she has the answer. I am so happy that this woman is the mother of my future child. No matter what question, or how late the day had been, I have faith that she will find the answer.
As the days count down, and the process gets closer, I think of all of those out there behind us. Those of you who have been routing for us since the beginning. As corney as it is to mention, the drop of Don't Ask Don't Tell has marked another step in the United States of our community to being equals. To being seen as the rest of the country. I can not thank you all enough for following our story, for being our advocates. With out family, we would not have much. Thank you all, and thank you for your support and thoughts along this crazy journey.
Here goes nothing...
This Sunday my wife will start taking birth control pills to regulate this crazy process they call birth. I may not understand all of the steps, but I stand behind them with the vigor only a wife can possess. I can not express how proud I am of her. There have been so many hurdles, so many temptations, to take away from the process that has fallen upon us, but she has handled it all with poise and grace. It can't be easy. I know this, you know this, but some how she remains one of the most put together women I know. Just today.... She has worked 9-11 hour days, all week. Today, she worked a 9 hour day, only to come home, make dinner, and return to work again from 8 PM to 11 PM. I am reminded how amazing she is with every person in that venue who comes up to her with questions outside of her position, and yet she has the answer. I am so happy that this woman is the mother of my future child. No matter what question, or how late the day had been, I have faith that she will find the answer.
As the days count down, and the process gets closer, I think of all of those out there behind us. Those of you who have been routing for us since the beginning. As corney as it is to mention, the drop of Don't Ask Don't Tell has marked another step in the United States of our community to being equals. To being seen as the rest of the country. I can not thank you all enough for following our story, for being our advocates. With out family, we would not have much. Thank you all, and thank you for your support and thoughts along this crazy journey.
Here goes nothing...
Friday, September 9, 2011
Our Uterus Report Card
Today was our first appointment on our new baby plan. While it was nice having my pants in the upright and on position for a bit, it felt good getting things rolling again. I felt like we were forced into a holding pattern since our lateral move and that has been hard emotionally but today we got things going in the right direction.
I was nervous to put it lightly. Terrified to put it realistically. I know Karen was too but didn't want me to see it. The last time we had set foot in this office, we found out news that turned our world upside down. Although all signs pointed to this visit being routine so did the last one... So we kicked our Karma into high gear by picking up a dozen bagels for the doctors office and heading north. After we got in the exam room and were waiting, I proceeded to work myself up into a seriously nauseous state. I didn't help that I was given some 600 mg ibuprofen upon arrival for my procedure. I had no idea this one might be painful. But after Dr. Smotrich took a teeny tiny camera and took a little tour of my uterus all the weight was lifted.
We always have a little recap and planning sess in his office after the exams. When we made mention of our apprehension he turned to us and said the most reassuring words I've heard, "Every appointment now are happy ones." After a gleaming uterus report card, we now have a bit of a break from visits but not from progress. Soon I will start birth control for two weeks and Karen will start reminding me to take it. Then we're back in the office to learn to teach K how to stick me with needles. The end of October is when things start getting crazy but more about that when we get there.
Right now we feel content. Content that our obstacle can be overcome and we are taking the steps toward doing that. I'm still dealing with the fact that I feel broken. I didn't think it would bother me this much but, regardless of the obstacle it posses to getting pregnant, its been difficult to wrap my mind around the fact that something you take for granted isn't what you thought. But it will pass as we put one foot in front of the other to our ultimate goal of a tiny McGuire. For today, we are happy with our happy uterus.
Tomorrow... Well, the journey continues...
I was nervous to put it lightly. Terrified to put it realistically. I know Karen was too but didn't want me to see it. The last time we had set foot in this office, we found out news that turned our world upside down. Although all signs pointed to this visit being routine so did the last one... So we kicked our Karma into high gear by picking up a dozen bagels for the doctors office and heading north. After we got in the exam room and were waiting, I proceeded to work myself up into a seriously nauseous state. I didn't help that I was given some 600 mg ibuprofen upon arrival for my procedure. I had no idea this one might be painful. But after Dr. Smotrich took a teeny tiny camera and took a little tour of my uterus all the weight was lifted.
We always have a little recap and planning sess in his office after the exams. When we made mention of our apprehension he turned to us and said the most reassuring words I've heard, "Every appointment now are happy ones." After a gleaming uterus report card, we now have a bit of a break from visits but not from progress. Soon I will start birth control for two weeks and Karen will start reminding me to take it. Then we're back in the office to learn to teach K how to stick me with needles. The end of October is when things start getting crazy but more about that when we get there.
Right now we feel content. Content that our obstacle can be overcome and we are taking the steps toward doing that. I'm still dealing with the fact that I feel broken. I didn't think it would bother me this much but, regardless of the obstacle it posses to getting pregnant, its been difficult to wrap my mind around the fact that something you take for granted isn't what you thought. But it will pass as we put one foot in front of the other to our ultimate goal of a tiny McGuire. For today, we are happy with our happy uterus.
Tomorrow... Well, the journey continues...
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