Still Scoreless - But Coming Up to Bat

Last night in the top half of the eighth inning, the Red Sox were down a run to our arch rivals the NY Yankees. Big Papi had just struck out and Manny was in the middle of his at bat. I patted my lower abdomen as is my new habit and told the embryos that they had to start cheering for the Sox now, ‘cuz the boys needed some help. And on the very next pitch Manny sends a shot 399 feet to the left field wall which really should have been a home run, but instead Yankees outfielder Melky Cabrera makes an amazing catch and robs us of the hit. I told my uterus tenants that they did good – and that next time surely, when they’re a little bigger, the ball will fly that extra distance to put the run up on the board.

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In case you didn’t pick up on it, the ultrasound last Friday showed two gestational sacs. They were the same size, right next to each other. My RE didn’t look for a fetal pole or yolk sac or anything, I just go back this Friday and hopefully will see two embryos wriggling inside their sacs.


I’m a little nervous about what the ultrasound will show and am trying hard not to count on anything. Reading of Thalia and Pamplemousse and Kris's experiences has me a bit shaken. It’s still the first inning after all, and we all know anything can happen.