Happy FET

The transfer went well. Easy. The embryo thawed lovely & had grown in the hours leading up to ET. It had also started hatching, something I hadn't seen with the 2 previous embryos.
So, I am here in the 2ww. Bothered, happy, 35, hopeful & sober. All at once.

...Did I Mention..?

...Did I mention that I have begun meds for another FET? I didn't, did I ? I am feigning nonchalant. Pretending not to notice what lay ahead. If I look the other way I'll hardly feel a thing. No attachment, no heartbreak. Especially if this last embryo turns out to be a dropkick like it's siblings. Losers!

Please don't be a dropkick Embryo 3. Hang Around. You won't be sorry. And either will we.

Look at my niece doing her best Aunty Mony impersonation.

..here's Mony.

..and here's Molly ..

See Embryo 3! There's even dimples in your DNA! Dimples! Do you know how grand life can be with dimples? Huh? Do you? Well, come and see....while I'm looking the other way.

Middle Earth...less Hobbits & Mordor

Well....here is the proof.. We have just returned from New Zealand.

Gotta love those Kiwi's.

Australia's next door neighbour.

She is spectacular, no?

........& just when I thought my senses had been "Bewitched Aplenty"...

My angel, baby Brother (pictured below)

called ...

To tell me that he was a Dad. Talk about rocking Aunty Mony's world!

Here be the offspring, Master Jett Thomas. You delightful creature.

Aragorn has nothing on you... Except maybe a Horse & a Kingdom.

But that's it.