Cold and windy and wild here too. Bleugh. Tree - well done on your follicles. It's so exciting. Knowing what I now know about the heartbreak of fertility/pregnancy problems, I hope I would do what you are doing - but they definitely wouldn't want my eggs.
On a cheery note, some good news. I'm pregnant. This in itself is not necessarily good news, for obvious risk related reasons. However I am now 19 weeks. I have had the nuchal scan plus blood tests (ie combined test) at 12 weeks and was given risk of less than 1 in 36,000 for Downs syndrome, which given other factors (age (34) and more crucially history) was very good. At 15 weeks I had a scan to check for kidneys (there were none last time), and they were there (tick). And today I had the anomaly scan - I can't tell you all how horrible it has been, waiting. Everything went wrong at the anomaly scan in May, and I found out our baby couldn't survive - I was literally beside myself. Anyway - all looks normal for now. I can barely believe it.
I have told nobody in real life, except my parents and DH's, and Bezzy and Bee. I am walking around in outsized cardigans sporting the fat, rather than pregnant, look. I have been paranoid and still am, actually. You lot are the first people I have told - even after today I feel so scared about telling anyone, I cant believe it went well.
A reassurance scan in 4 weeks, just before Xmas, when I will be just under 24 weeks, has been booked in (it's being called 'parental reassurance scan' - ie it's for us, not because they see problems). I am still unbelievably anxious and turned inwards - this year has changed me and not, I think, in a good way. Anyway I wanted to share this good news with you all, before I start telling people in RL (though I cant wait long, or they will start to guess, given shape and sudden propensity for baggy clothes), because you have been here since May and I appreciate you all so much.
I particularly appreciate Bezzy and Bee, who have been holding my hands on email even though they have been through their own hell very recently.
I am probably going to need much more handholding, but today feels like a very tentative celebration. Having said that, it is also very poignant, and I came home and have been sitting looking at the photos of my lost girl, stillborn at a similar gestational age not so long ago, and it still hurts. Probably it'll always hurt.
OK, off the subject of me as this post has been very me-me-me - waiting for Bez to report back on purchases from Bicester!