Alisa. 37. New Hampshire. Married for almost three years to this wonderful, funny, smart guy. Previously married. Went through in-vitro fertilization to have my five year old magical son Keegan. Stepmother to the charming Isabelle (6). Gushingly in love with our baby boy Harper(1). Policy Wonk and dreaded bureaucrat. Lover of fine cuisine, honeybees, truly romantic moments and the underdog.
Curried Beef Short Ribs

Note: I found this was more realistically four servings.

Finishing this dish with lime zest and juice brightens its rich flavors.

Yield 6 servings (serving size: about 3 ounces ribs, 2/3 cup rice, and about 2 1/2 tablespoons sauce)

2 teaspoons canola oil
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Bladder Control

Busy, busy day. I'm gonna have to post about it in two parts.

First things first. Trekked up to Dartmouth and while driving followed these instructions. "Drink 32oz of any fluid one hour prior to your appointment." I had a harder time with this one. "Do not void before appointment." Void meaning piss like a racehorse. The snow slowed me down and by the time I got into the room I was dying. Then they made me change. In the bathroom. That really killed me.
The mock transfer went fine and they discovered a little "s" curve in my cervix. So they'll be ready for that when we go for the real thing. They let me pee after that. Whew! Then I had the sonohistogram (SHG) and my uterus was just peachy. For good measure they decided to take a look at the ovaries too. So weird looking at those potential eggs hanging out and waiting to roll down the chute.
After I got dressed I took my chart up and met with our IVF coordinator. She was able to take a look at the calendar and sketch out an approximate time for the meds and the procedures. Hopefully we'll be able to take our first shot in May. I am so excited to have atleast an idea of when everything is going to happen. And even though I am trying to be cautious, I can't help but think that our child would be born in Feb. of next year. I get teary-eyed at the very idea.

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