The Journey Continues.....Part 1

Yikes!  I can't believe the last time I wrote was clear back in April...   There is so much that I should have been writing, but I didn't.  So I will do my best now to get down the important stuff.  But it won't be in the "present tense" anymore...sorry!

Well, after my early miscarriage in April, we decided it was time to take a little break from the whole madness that is fertility treatments.  But first, I needed to get my little embies safely up to Boise.  Fortunately for me, my parents were planning on coming to Boise in May anyway to attend WICKED.  So I got on the phones and got everything arranged for RCC in Utah to pack up my three "frosties" in a specialized cryotank.  Then my parents were able to pick up the tank and strap it into the backseat of their car for the trip up to Boise.  (Normally that tank gets sent via UPS, where who knows how roughly it gets tossed around!  I much preferred the peace of mind of my parents making a road trip with their potential grandbabies!)  And my mom was cracking me up during the drive.  She kept sending me texts saying stuff like, "Things are going well, but #2 keeps complaining that #3 is touching him," and "We had to stop AGAIN for #4 to use the bathroom..."  The best quip I could come up with was, "Too bad my embies were too "cool" to enjoy a roadtrip with their grandparents!"  We were just being silly, but it was fun.  And when my parents arrived in Boise that evening, the clinic was already closed so we needed to keep the cryotank overnight.  It could have been placed anywhere that it wouldn't get knocked over, (it is about 3' tall and 18" wide, and sort of mushroom shaped) but I thought it was funny to set up my port-a-crib and put it in there.  So somewhere I have a picture (I will post it when I find it) of the first night my embies spent at home, safely tucked away in the port-a-crib in their cryotank. :)  The next morning we took the cryotank to the Idaho clinic where my embryos were safely transferred to their storage place.  (And luckily for us, they said as long as we were planning on doing a frozen transfer in the near future, they wouldn't charge us any storage fees! Hooray!)

Honestly, I did breathe a huge sigh of relief knowing that my embies were now safely waiting close to home.  It enabled me to mentally as well as physically take a real break from fertility stuff for a bit.  And that was a good thing, because when I returned home from Utah in early April, I noticed that my next-door neighbor was totally gone and that there were For Sale signs in front of her home.  I didn't know it, but the home had been foreclosed on while I was out of town, and was now bank-owned and up for sale.  I didn't think much about it, because that home had been for sale before in the past couple of years, but always at a price that was waaayyy more than we would have ever considered.  But then a dear friend of mine told me she was looking to buy a new home, and I teasingly suggested she buy the one next door!  So on May 15th I saw a realtor leave the home, and on behalf of my friend, I inquired what the asking price of the home was.  He told me that the bank had just lowered it and told me the new asking price.  I think I about fell over.  They were asking LESS than we had paid for our current home, and this one was 900+ square feet bigger with nicer upgrades.  I went home and told my husband the asking price, and we immediately called our realtor.  Jake came right over (because he is the best realtor ever!) and we all took a look at the home.  Besides the fact that it desperately needed new carpet, the home was in beautiful condition!  And it had all my favorite elements of my current home, just bigger and better with lots of new ones.  (Like a huge laundry room with a SINK, and extra bedrooms for a toy room, guest bedroom, etc., plus still giving Rich an office and me my photography studio!)  That night my hubby and I had a LONG discussion about things.  And even though we had not EVER mentioned buying a new home, we decided this opportunity was too good to pass up.  So the next day our realtor came over and we put in an offer on the home.  (And as it turns out, two other people had the same idea that day, so if we had waited even ONE MORE DAY thinking about it, we would have lost the home.  Instead we got into a mini bidding war, which we ultimately won. :) )  The next few weeks were a total crazy blur.  We very quickly worked out our financing, and managed to convince the bank to let us close on June 8th -- just 21 days after our offer was accepted!  And I spent those 21 days sneaking over to the house (I managed to procure a garage door opener...hee! hee!) dragging different carpet samples to pick out just what I wanted, and measuring different spots in the house to plan where our stuff would go.  So by the time the bank representative came to get the lockbox and signs on June 9th, I already had people in the home ripping out the old carpet, and someone else helping to install my new range, etc.  (The look on his face was pretty funny!)  So in less than one month, we went from NEVER discussing buying a new home to the strange but exciting task of moving all of our belongings next door.  (And I mean LITERALLY the house NEXT DOOR.)

And somewhere in the middle of all that crazy, exciting chaos I paused and thought, "Oh yeah, I just miscarried my pregnancy after an intense full IVF cycle!"  But it was strange...even though that had just occurred, it already seemed like so long ago.  From the moment I got the call telling me that the babies were gone to that point, I had been completely numb about it.  Not grief-stricken-can't-deal-with-this numb, but totally-at-peace-with-everything numb.  And then I just busied myself in the task of getting my new home all organized and put away.  (I should add that before we had even moved, some friends of ours who had moved away told us that they were moving back and wanted to rent our home.  So two days or so after we moved out, our friends moved in.  And they are not only fantastic tenants, but awesome neighbors as well. :) )  So life was just great and the new house was so amazingly fun and sometimes in the back of my mind I would remember that I had three little embies waiting for me to give them a chance at life...