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Happy 4th of July



The 4th of July turned out to be pretty exciting. We had decided to spend it with Mendy and Adam (parents of the new twins in NICU) so we went to dinner with them and then hung out at the hospital which is actually a ton of fun. We watched some fireworks from the top of a parking garage until security ran us off. (The 4 of us must look like trouble...)


At 11:00 p.m., I gave myself my shot of hCG which wasn't bad at all until about 30 minutes later. I got some localized swelling and pretty bad cramps. Dr. Haas said I could expect those side effects. We took some pictures of the process so we can remind our child how much trouble we went through for them. :) Ignore my fuzzy hair- it was raining cats and dogs here and my hair loves humidity!!!


And more exciting news: my cousin Amee had her identical twin girls last night in Dallas. She had to deliver there because one of the twins will require numerous heart surgeries to correct a defect and Dallas had the best pediatric cardiologist. So we drove down to see her today and everyone is doing well so far. Please keep them in your prayers over the next week though as Kate (baby A) will be undergoing #1 of 3 surgeries.


I'm super excited about my IUI tomorrow and just hope that everything will go smoothly. I'll definitely post tomorrow to let you know how it goes...


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  1. Thanks for sharing your IF journey! I'm in my 2WW wait after my first IUI. The wait is hard!

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