Baby Mama Just Missed Her Flush...

...at least that's what Chad says. For those of you who don't speak "Chad," allow me to translate (and I apologize in advance for the graphic nature of this next sentence). Pretty much, what that means is that the egg donor we have selected just had her period at the end of January, and so she won't have a period again until the end of February, which means that we can't start of fertility drugs until then. At which point it will take 20 days or so to be ready to harvest the eggs. So, to make a short story a little bit longer, we have to wait around until the middle of March to fertilize and implant the eggs into our surrogate.

Meanwhile, the daddy (we're not telling who it is, so don't ask), had his swimmers tested and. . . survey says. . . they swim! So, now it really is a waiting game.

Finally, in the world of unmade decisions, we need to make a move on deciding about our living situation next year. We can either stay where we are in a house that we like, or we can move "on campus," which means, onto the actual compound of the school where we work. I am for the move and Chad is against it (sort of). But, we have to tell the business director at school if we want to even have a hope of being able to move on campus. I am reticent to tell him because we're not pregnant yet, and we have no chance of being pregnant until march. So, I feel like telling someone we are definitely having a baby and need to move on campus is tempting fate, especially when there is a fair chance that we won't be successful the first try. But, I think I am going to bite the bullet and tell him that we want to move and about our plan to have a baby, which should blow his mind just a little!