I’m still in total shock at being crowned the Grand Prize Winner of #IFpumpkinsmackdown! I have never won any form of competition, much less a creative one. It’s kind of a running joke with my friends and family at just how shit I am at anything artistic and so I am not only shocked but genuinely chuffed at winning.
And once again I want to say thank you to Barren Betty and Fertility Doll for organising the competition in the first place. You guys clearly put so much work into getting it going, encouraging others to join, collating all the entries and of course your brilliantly hilarious commentary. Also a huge thanks to Immotileturtle and her family – it really must have been such a difficult thing to judge, there were so many amazing entries and love that the whole family got involved. And last but not least thank you to Kiftsgate for bringing the amazing prizes back from Japan – such a lovely and thoughtful thing to do.
And of course thank you to everyone that entered as looking at all the incredible entries over the last week or so has been such a great distraction from the general shitter that IF is. What a talented bunch us IFers are! More specifically its also distracted me from the lead up to my lining checking scan that was on Thursday. Unfortunately the scan showed that my lining is only 6.4 when it needs to be at least 7.5 before they will go ahead with the frozen transfer which means I’ve got to wait another week and up the Progynova to 8mg.
I was feeling pretty bummed about this on Thursday. I already feel like I’ve been on these bloody drugs for ever. I thought doing a FET would be quicker than a fresh cycle, but actually it seems longer. I think because with a fresh cycle you have all the monitoring for follies, change in medication, trigger etc. For FET you just stay on the same drugs for bloody weeks, and now an extra week. It’s boring and the waiting kills me.
However, I have to say winning #IFpumpkinsmackdown has cheered me up no end!! In the grand scheme of things a week is nothing. So many of you lovely ladies have to wait months if not years to get the chance to do IUI/IVF and so I have sucked up my whiney vaginey ways!
Also, now that Halloween is over its Bonfire night. Yay! I bloody LOVE Bonfire night! Wrapping up warm, trudging out into a muddy field, the put-your-life-in-the-hands-of-pikeys funfair, the inevitable wait for the late show, writing your name with crappy sparklers and finally the fireworks. Love. It. All. I always make DH stand behind me and give me a cuddle as we watch the show, and insist that he ‘ohhs’ and ‘ahhhs’ along with me!
Tonight DH and I are going to the local big display, next Friday the school at the back of our house has its own display which we can just stand in our garden and watch – its ridiculously impressive for a small primary school. Not that I’m complaining but maybe they should be spending money on I dunno, say books instead of fireworks??! Then on Saturday we’re going to a friend’s fireworks party (and am definitely not nervous about being at the party with all their kids and seeing them doing lovely family things together that I desperately want to do with my own children. Definitely not.) Yaaaay!!
The fifth of November,
The Gunpowder treason and plot;
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot!