Pity party of one your table's ready..

I haven't blogged in awhile; Im not doing too well in the blog department. Well since Dec 28th, I've been recuperating from my miscarriage very well thank you. My husband & I saw the geneticist on Monday Jan 10th. There is nothing significant in our family history to suspect any big problems genetically. We did have our blood drawn for the karyotyping. The geneticist was a young woman, not older than 30 I'm sure. She doesn't look old enough to be doing this but it is Baylor College of Medicine so I suppose I should trust them. So I do. We discussed many things with her including the possibility of having pregenetic implantation diagnosis (pgd) done with IVF. Basically they'll retrieve my "eggs" and have them tested for some 8 different possible genetic problems. Only the good eggs will be candidates for transfer back into my uterus in hopes of getting pregnant with a genetically "perfect" baby. That is, theoretically. Of course they do not assure a perfect baby since they do not test the egg for every anomaly known etc etc..... But this is as close as we can get to "selecting" a good baby. by that I mean a chromosomally normal healthy egg/baby. Eloy wants to go this route because in addition to selecting the good eggs, they also offer gender selection. Hence they could transfer only "boy" eggs back into me if that's what we want. And that is what Eloy wants. A son. If I had my drathers, I'd rather have a boy AND a girl. But let's not get greedy here. I want A baby. (Aaah as Antoinette would say) Aaah baby. Not "uh" baby. Dentist aaah. So, here I am, fertile myrtle, can get pregnant in the drop of a hat nowadays but can't stay pregnant. Woe is me. Pity party of one your table is ready..wow Im a terrible writer.