P is having some time off work in order to sit at home with her legs in the air. I came home late from work last night and asked her what she had got up to? To boil her response down to its essence she said; “Squeezing my breasts”.

For one blissful dizzying moment I thought that all my schoolboy fantasies about what SAHMs got up to all day might have been true after all. However, it turned out that tender boobs is an early sign of pregnancy and the squeezing was her way of asking her body for a hint. After a day or so of squeezing away it seems that they are indeed tender but that is most likely because of the constant manual interrogation. Amongst her other activities are poking her stomach with an index finger to see if she is “bloated”.

Can I ask the mums out there what first led them to realise they were pregnant?

Meanwhile babymother has news of a way I can help around the house should the miracle occur.

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IVF Update:

I was sat tapping away at the keyboard in my home office when I heard P scream. Not moan or feebly call me but scream. Given the events of a couple of days ago, I went crashing down the stairs, limbs flailing, eyes bulging in a full-on husbandly panic.

M: “What is it? What is it?”

P: “A spider crawled up my arm”.

My heart did not stop trying to squeeze out from between my ribs for an hour.

The transfer has now happened. We ended up with 3 blastocysts. One in particular was recommended for implantatin (though it had suffered from multi-nucleation at an early stage). P said she wanted two embryos transferred. They then gave us some stats. They have been doing blastocyst transfers since February and 55% of them have led to pregnancy. I was amazed by that figure. It looked like there was a real prospect of this working. They went on to say that replacing 2 embryos would not increase the chances of pregnancy but would only increase the chances of multiple pregnancy. P insisted on 2 as I sat in the corner sweating about the prospect of twins. Then it occurred to me that this was exactly what I’d been hoping for – a chance to worry about having children rather than worrying about not having them. Happy days!

Pregnancy test is in about 10 days.

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Patricia 

Pat, every time I look at your picture I smile. How could I not? You have a smile that cannot be faked; a smile born of the warmth and generosity that your friends and colleagues immediately recall when they think about you.

The world changed around you. Gone are the Secretary Supervisors measuring skirts with a wooden ruler and a steely mien for decency’s sake. Gone too is the deafening clatter of the typing pools they patrolled. In their place are computers – devices seeming designed to confound you. How well computers behave for others and how badly they behave when you need to get something done.

But in as much as the world has changed, so you have changed the world. The changes you made did not require computer technology; they required a big heart, a sense of humour and that smile. Devoted to your family; your husband Joe and your two sons – Tommy and Jimmy, you still had goodwill and capacity to care enough for others. Fond as you were of talking about how things were in “your day”, the truth is that every day was your day. Every time your laugh set your colleagues off into hysterics; every time the banter you revelled in gave them a story to tell their families over dinner; every time you consoled or encouraged them you touched their lives. Though I am 3000 miles away from New York, the love you inspired in others and your smile have touched me too.

May God bless and keep you Patricia Florence.

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