I'm so excited about this week, I had to stop myself from crying on the way to work today.
On Wednesday, my work family is throwing me a shower. It will be right after school (you know I work in a middle school, right?) and Russ will come and lots of people will be there. In fact I can't believe how many people! I think it's close to 50 (and, yes, it could be because everyone loves free cake, but I like believing it's for me!).
At work, I was very, very (sometimes too) open about my IF journey. My department and teachers always knew why I was out at appts and home on bed rest. Their prayers and support were probably the most important thing to me during that time. They understood when I couldn't fulfill commitments and never (not once!) made me feel guilty about any of it. They jumped to help cover my responsibilities, asking for nothing in return. They truly are a family and I'm so thankful that I have them. How could I have gone through 5 cycles without this amazingly generous support system? I swear I want to throw them a party to say thank you.
On Saturday we're having our big shower bash! My parents will be in town for it and we're expecting 50-60 people Saturday night. There has been much planning and I'm so thankful to the friends who have helped me out (Shelley, Katie, Cheryl, and Emily ROCK!). The fun begins at 7:30 and we have our bartenders booked til midnight so I hope everyone stays and has a great time. I wish everyone reading this could come!!!
Bottom line is that I can't believe I'm having a shower. A BABY shower. Me.
There was a time this past fall when I came to terms with the realistic possibility that we'd never have a child. Maybe we would adopt, but where on earth would we get the $$ for that? I'm not saying I was OK with it, but I was processing my reality and choosing to accept what I couldn't change. I know I've reminded you of this before, but remember that cycle 5 was a bonus for us. Insurance approved it, so we went for it knowing that the statistics were not in our favor. My Dr. said "I've had it happen once or twice before, but by the 5th try your chances are minimal..." So we went for it because we could and we were determined to exhaust our resources. I truly never thought it would work. And as you know, I HATE the fact that once I gave into it and (dare I say?) relaxed about it all, we hit the jackpot (mind you I LOVE that we hit the jackpot, but just hate that I proved so many people right who gave me annoying advice along the way).
And now baby Sofia is in there. She's growing and kicking and tumbling and getting ready to make her appearance in this world. And I get to celebrate her all week long!!! To anyone reading this who happens to be attending one of these events, I just need to warn you to expect many joyful tears. I am going to be one hot mess! ...but in a good way.