Thursday, June 9, 2011

Not August

When I first spoke to the fertility clinic and they assigned a date with his holiness in August, his office assistant told me they'd keep my name in case of a cancellation. And I thought "Uh-huh. Sure. I've heard THAT line before. I have tried to make dinner reservations at a decent restaurant on Saturday afternoon. You'll call me on the 8th of never."

As it turns out, they called me on the 8th of June. They have a cancellation and our appointment has been moved up to the 20th of THIS month. It looks like we'll be getting answers sooner and (hopefully!) will be on the way to growing the next kid sooner too. Which is good, because every time I look at The Parasite I think "Who is this giant kid? And what has she done with my baby?"