In less than 12 hours, I will be at the clinic in my lovely gown and that silly shower cap thing they put on you. I have pictures of C and I in our caps before the embryo transfer last time. They're pretty funny.
I was pretty anxious all day. I had some things that I wanted to wrap up before the next few days, so I'm not too stressed out. I've been working on getting a commercial space in one of our buildings rented, and C has been hard to convince that this particular tenant will be good for us. Her credit is perfect, she has plenty of money, she's very professional, and all her previous landlords loved her. We've been going back and forth for the last couple of days, and all of a sudden today, he just turned to me and said, "OK.". Thank god! Losing the income of this space was a big financial blow to us, and I've been nervous about it. The tenant was elated. Now we just have to work the lease out.
So, the rental fell into place, and then I was sitting at my desk working on some bills when all of a sudden I thought of the rings I'd left to be sized at the jeweler's. When I had my embryo transfer with Wyatt, I put on a ring that my father had given me when I was 13. I decided that I would wear it the whole time I was pregnant. The ring is one of the only things that I have from my father, who, as I've mentioned, died when I was 14. It took me a while to take the ring off, but I gave it to Wyatt. It sits on his little urn, and when C gets his shop back together he's going to make Wyatt an urn that will hold the ring. I decided that this time I was going to get C's mom's engagement ring sized and I would wear that. She passed away a little over two years ago and was one of the kindest, most thoughtful people I've ever known. Well, a few weeks ago I took it to the jeweler I usually use and they told me they weren't doing repairs anymore, but recommended another place. I brought it there and was told that it would take at least 6 weeks, because they were so busy. I decided to leave it anyway, and thought that I would just put it on when I got it back. So, today I was thinking about the rings (I also had her wedding band sized so I could wear it with my wedding band and engagement ring.). I started to think that I wished they would be done, I thought that that would be a sign. A sign that this was our road and things were going to go well. About an hour later, the phone rand and it was the jeweler's!!! They were finished, WAY ahead of schedule. Amazing. Now that was a sign.
I'm wearing them now, and praying for lots of good eggs!