Thanksgiving was all that I imagined it would be and.oh.so.much.more. Really the last week was utterly sucktastic! I have never been so happy to be home in all my life.
The cabin we rented was absolute heaven. Comfy beds, cute decorations, Egyptian cotton linens.
Joey’s 2 year old nephew spent the night with us. He was a barrell of fun and such a love bug.
Joey’s sister is fun.
Our trip there and back was safe.
We have good insurance.
Pretty much everything else.
My clothes and hair smelled like cigarette smoke everytime we spent any time at a family member’s house.
I do not enjoy eating Thanksgiving dinner in a less than clean house.
None of the food was like my mom makes.
Joey’s nephew ended the evening by throwing up on me at 5:30 AM.
Joey’s mom fell in the cabin floor, requiring an ER visit, a sling and serious meds.
Joey and her mom spending almost a week together non-stop = high stress.
Me being away from home and hormonal = low frustration tolerance.
The drive was supposed to take 8 hours but thanks to a well-placed rock slide and detour took 11 hours.
We hit a deer on the way home.
The bio-mom did not meet with us so it is unlikely we will be adopting a sweet baby in February.
I did not see Aunt Flo until CD42…. seriously!!
No donor egg cycle for us until 2010.
Ahhhh, it’s good to be home.