This pot roast better be good

I'm sitting in my hotel room waiting for the worlds most expensive room service to be delivered to me. After I eat I am going to go and shower and shave my legs three times. Look, you're pretty exposed when you're getting an embryo transfer. The last thing you want to worry about is if everyone is looking at your hairy legs. Well, I guess that's not the last thing you want to worry about but I'm just going to go ahead and stop talking about body hair now.

The transfer is at 9AM tomorrow. I have a good feeling about it. I really feel like it's going to work. My lining is "as thick as a pillow top mattress". Or so I have been told. I've done my part. Tomorrow I just have to show up with my freshly shaved legs and let the doctor do his job.

We'll see how it all goes. Fingers crossed.

Two years ago today Joseph wrote the sweetest essay in the world about me.