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Falling Into Place

Ever heard this saying?

Yeah, that’s been my day today.

Downs, ups, more ups, more downs.  General craziness.  Stress, satisfaction, exhaustion, frustration.

Let me be less vague…

Dr. Fran is letting me move forward with this cycle as previously discussed:  Femara today through Saturday, CD13 ultrasound next Thursday, and an Ovidrel injection chilling nicely in my fridge.  No Rubella for me, thanks.

Ups!  Hooray!  I feel like this cycle is back on track, and therefore so is my journey to conception.

The nice landlady at the new place also called to let me know we’ve been approved to move in August 15th!  She will even let us come early if we want to do some painting!

More ups!  Woooo!!

I was driving to the pharmacy to pick up my Femara, pretty much on cloud nine after hearing all of that good news, when the nice landlady called me back.  She wanted to let me know that something worrisome came up when running a routine criminal background check for the husband and me.

…I’ll just say this:  If you don’t have a good credit/personal record monitoring service keeping tabs on your social security number, get one.  We just signed up for a service recently, but it’s so new I haven’t really had time to set it all up.

For that reason, I’ve been on the phone most of the afternoon trying to clear false criminal records in several states out of my husband’s name, and it looks like this is going to take some time.

But at least we have help.

I’m going to try to not let the frustration of receiving news like that bring me down.  The events of today have been wonderful thus far, and it’s been so nice having the past few days off to spend time with the husband.  We’ve had a relaxing and productive little summer vacation, and I’m trying to keep all that in mind.

Also, the new Harry Potter movie comes out this week, and I have to try not to pee my pants every time I see a preview on TV.

…What’s that you say?  Identity theft?  Obliviate!

For now, we will just move forward day to day.  The pieces of our lives will fall into place, little by little–with this cycle, with our move, and with the process of clearing the husband’s good name.

…Although clearly that won’t stop me from teasing him about being a crappy West Virginia pot dealer who gets caught all the time.  Hah.

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2 comments on “Falling Into Place

  1. TurtleMama
    July 11, 2011 at 8:55 pm #

    That’s great, Tracy – I’m glad that things are going better for you today! I think that it was wise of you to skip the Rubella vaccination in light of everything you have going on. Good luck with your cycle and moving!

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  2. namelessmealone
    July 12, 2011 at 6:17 am #

    Good Luck with your cycle!! I have been so down this morning and now after reading your post (putting a smile on my face) me feeling bit less sad!!

    Take it easy with the move and goooooodddddd luck

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