R.I.P Mr. Corkscrew

Last night I laid to rest my corkscrew companion for a good, long time.  Tonight I will relish the last glass of wine from that bottle and say ciao to the vino for this chapter of life...

Okay, maybe I'm getting a tad bit melodramatic.  Basically, no more wine until the baby is here.  Just decided I need to treat my body as absolutely best I can as you never know what is going to make the difference between the embryos sticking or taking a pass on my darling uterus. I'm sure it wouldn't hurt anything, but it's definitely not going to help. As much as I love a glass of wine, I'll be the first to admit alcohol is not the greatest thing for our bodies, and definitely not necessary in my life.

So tonight's plan is to cuddle up with my little boy and a glass of wine in my big cozy bed and watch an episode of Project Runway.  I'd totally include R and Em in that scenario but there is nothing relaxing about an 18 month old and R would last about 5 minutes with Project Runway. 

Oh, and injections are going great. Easy to do, and minimal side effects so far. I've had a few minor hot flashes with the Lupron, but I find them amusing.

Cheers!