After the IVF

After all the scurry and hurry of the iui/ivf/etc. treatments, now my days and weeks are filled with pauses. These pauses consist of time periods that I remember that I am pregnant now (NOTICE I am using the P word). I pull out my "What to Expect" and "It could happen to you" books and ruminate an hour or two here and there. There are also pauses in between doctor visits and those seem especially long to me. After going every other day for 3 weeks to my RE, I last saw my OB about 2 weeks ago...sounds short, but seems long to me. I will not see him for another 2 weeks. I know at this point, if I had a fetal doppler I could listen in on Blobby's heartbeat...but alas, my best friend (an OB) is out of town. Another pause is to contemplate the daycare/ nanny/ work rearranging combinations/ permutations that will be possible for our family. And sometimes in the middle of all of this, I pause to think about how wonderful it is that ivf worked for me.