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A quick update

It's been a while since I've stopped moving long enough to post but wanted to share a quick update before I go wrestle my now three-year-old to sleep.

We attempted another transfer immediately after our failed cycle.  We went into it optimistic and hopeful.  Unfortunately, that cycle resulted in a BFN (big fat negative) as well.  Better yet, I failed to shed the supped-up lining and was still over 9 when I went for the ultrasound on day 4 -- I have yet to shed the lining and am now patiently waiting for the start of a new cycle so I can get back on the horse and attempt an additional transfer.

 For those keeping score, we presently have 2 remaining embabies.

Other than that, we've been quite busy chasing around Charlotte and with projects around the house.  We got new appliances, which is wonderful because some of the old stuff was truly falling apart.  We considered doing new cabinets and countertops, but have decided to put that on the back burner until we feel better caught up financially.  One step at a time!  We've only been here a little more than a year but the changes have been truly remarkable.  It feels more and more like home with each little touch of Los Porchs.

The basement is even starting to clear out - I like to set a timer for 15 minutes and let myself go nuts with throwing crap away.  I can't bring myself to get rid of my yearbooks or old pictures.  I've been donating my teacher stuff to my center to help my teachers (if appropriate) or donating bag after bag to Goodwill.  The trash can has also been getting lots of action.

You made it this far in a very boring post, so here's a picture of my sass-a-frass.





I apologize for not updating you all sooner!  :)  Thank you to all of you who have checked in!!  I love getting your sweet messages.

To the weekend!
Mama Porch

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