Melted Ice Cream Dreams & Dividing Stars…
Today is a big day for our little popsicles… they get taken out of their safe ice palace and are slowly expected to melt and start dividing again.
Now I am not one who condones putting pressure on one’s kids to excel (ok maybe just a little but only if it is something they like doing and show a natural affinity for), but in this case I find that I am wanting our little popsicles to excel… I want them to win gold in the thawing race and I want them to grow well throughout the day and night so that when I make that all important call tomorrow morning at 11h00, I’ll have some good news to share…
I’m hoping for a cracking domino effect…. Good thaw - bump - good divide - bump - good blasts - bump - good transfer - bump - good 2ww (hahahahahahahaha) - bump - good blood test - bump - good heartbeat - bump - good development and so on and so forth… Can one really expect a good thaw to result in a good baby? I sure do…but at the end of the day I know that I need to trust my God. I know that He has it all under control and what ever will be will be in His time, according to His perfect plan…I’m just hoping that the plan is now
Last night I had a weird dream (maybe it was helped along by the cyclogest I started taking yesterday and the comment made by Super Mabout ice cream trucks, but it was kinda strange…). I dreamt that our popsicles were stored in an ice cream truck and that they were ensconsed by yummy vanilla ice cream, but the ice cream was melting and the ice cream man (dressed in his swanky lab coat) was turning out cone after cone in an effort to not make an all consuming mess of his ice cream truck… I was worried that our popsicles would end up in someones tummy as part of their delicious cone when all of a sudden stars started shooting out of the melting pot and then started dividing - stars, stars everywhere… I ran into the middle of the stars and they stuck to my body turning me into a human glitterball… then I woke up to the sound of my alarm so alas, I cannot tell you how this dream ended (ie: did I have a star baby or not) but I am really really really hoping for one….
Can you tell that my obsessed mind is losing it? Heh…
Till tomorrow - here’s to my dividing stars!

