I know I have been out of touch for a few days, this house seems to have decided that it is going to fall apart. Turtle seems to have become insanely needy. Not wanting anyone but me. When Clark comes home she is still very clingy with me, literally still hanging on to my pant legs. This ends up totally frustrating me after 10 hours, and I cannot get any housework done at all. She wants to be with me all the time, constantly, and while I love this little girl, I need my space and need to be able to keep up the house.
This week we have also had toilet issues... gotta love septic tanks!! The washer totally died on me on Wednesday, so I had to journey over an hour to H*me D*pot just to order a new washer and dryer on Thursday. Friday I had to go get my blood draw as I was concerned about my Estrogen and Progesterone levels.... which were fantastic by the way.
I have tried to sit here a hundred times and write a post, and frankly all the thoughts I have in my head are so jumbled and confusing to even me, that I am not sure I can make them make sense here, or to you. Normally, I don't have this problem, I know what I want to say and I say it. Right now I think there is just so much riding on these two little ones that I can't think beyond next Thursday. I don't have anything to work with as far as "feeling" anything because I am on the PIO. I will admit that I have had some pretty good cramps, but who knows what the hell that means, if even anything. I know that as of today R&B should be Morula's and really implanted, if they did what we needed them to do. I have a chart that I get up and look at every day that tells me what they should be doing on that day. While I know it is what they "should" be doing, I am praying, hoping, wishing, and whatever else I think will work that they did just what they were supposed to, and are now in there growing. Hang in there guys you can do it......
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