Thanks all. I don't know why my last response showed up so much further down the thread. When I wrote, I think it was right after Dandi on the last page. Weird. I was sad when AF showed, but not surprised. I think at this point in the game, the only surprise will be the day I get the bfp.
Mdc, thanks for the braids!
Wish, I don't know. I needed a Femara refill so I could start it on Sunday, but when the nurse called back she said I had to meet with Dr. first. They like to reevaluate after 3 cycles, but I slipped through and had 4. It's aggravating to not know the plan yet, but comforting that they won't just keep doing the same thing and expect different results. So we meet Monday, which is cd 5 and go from there. I can start the Femara at that point if that's the way we choose to go. And yes...Dude will be pure sunshine in my classroom. I am over the moon to be able to teach him again. And btw, your weekend sounds fabulous!
Star, thank you. And good luck to you too!
Ellie, lovely names! And I love the family significance!
Sugar, I teach at a Self Contained school, so all of our students have special needs. It's a small school, around 200 students, all in the moderate to severe/profound range. Our moderate students usually have another issue like behaviour that make it impossible to mainstream them into a typical school. My old class and new class are a lot alike, the new one is a bit more medically fragile. But they are both orthopeadic-all wheelchairs, non verbal, all in diapers, I had 3 that ate by mouth last year, this class has 2. Being such a small school, I have taught all but one of my new kids before. They are sweet. And I will see my old class every day. I just have to steer clear of the one student I can't be around. I am sad to miss the full days with them, but it was the right call by my principal. It hurt her to have to do it, she was so sad to see me cry. But as she said, if I did get pregnant and heaven forbid, this student infected me and my unborn child, she and I would both carry that guilt forever; especially when there was such an easy way to avoid it.
Dandi, I was born in 78. When I got to college, if you didn't know a girl's name your best bet was to yell "Amy!" Across the quad. There were 17 Amy's on my dorm hall, alone! Quite a few Heathers and Jennifers as well, but Amy was obviously quite trendy the year I was born. I love my name now, but in college I longed for the easy to spell/impossible to mispronounce Amy/Heather/Jennifer names.