a year later

Ok, so it's been a year. I was the furthest I have ever been with the highest numbers I ever had. I was thrilled, then I found out they stopped rising and I was going to have another miscarriage. This one wouldn't work itself out. Nor would methotrexate speed the process up. I had to go to the hospital and have a D&C. Basically, surgically remove everything under anesthesia. So, on August 17th 2006, I went to GBMC and had the procedure done. I was...there are no words to describe my feelings. Plus, Honestly, I think I blocked them all out. I was beyond frustrated, to say the very least. It was two days before my birthday and this was a hell of a present. More like a curse.

We got a puppy miniature Australian Shepherd the next month. His name is Coburn, he's named after James Coburn and his full name is Coburn Flint (our lastname). He's pretty awesome. So our fifth year of trying is unsuccessful human baby wise, but filled with another furbaby. It was one of our worst years yet if it didn't happen we wouldn't have Coburn. So, go figure, we have no idea how to feel about the year on a whole. I was so happy the day we picked him up! The crate training and all of the clean up were not so happy days. But it came with the territory. It was the closest that we knew to having a baby. Up in the middle of the night at least twice a night and clean up even worse. But we loved him and we were in for the long haul! Guinness was not too happy, but she's trying to deal, still. We couldn't stay our late, we had to leave at lunch to walk him, we had to wake up early. It was a pretty similar conversation to our friends that were new parents. So, he's now a year and a sweetheart!

more in a bit...