Unbelievable stuff. Just watch.
Yesterday Moring. A 7AM knock at the door.

Oh, you needed to come over to use the bathroom? Kill me.
I'm up, I'm up, I'm up. The babies magically slept through the rapping on the door!
Got the coffee, got the stationary and peace and quiet to write my 4 page letter to my oldest son!
Not 3 minutes after getting settled, I hear Baby B saying, Wasssh Elmo and Baby A saying, Sssshhh Ssshhhh.
Really Guise? Really?
Whatever. Okay, diapers, drinks and breakfast. Diapers still in the box. Fumbling to open them as James creeps through the house.....
So, I'm trying to open the box, still, changing Rosie out of her wet PJs (too much fluids before bed) and I see it happening.....
"CANA !!! Grab the nut bag !!! He's heading for the friggin' diaper pail !! Nevermind he's in the diaper pail. Gross! James, why? Cana, just go run a bath."
James, you nasty animal.....
No big deal. They could use a bath anyways. (When was the last time I bathed them?)
All are happy in the bath. Splish splash and squee !!! This is kinda sweet.
After I washed the babies, Cana, God bless her, gets James out of the tub for me while I get Rosie out.
Heaters on, getting the babies dry and throwing on some diapers. Finally. Babies are clean and in dry diapers.
The babies clothes are in the dryer from the night before.
So, no harm in letting them play in just their diapers, right?
To the play yard they go.....
I throw the clothes back on to warm them up in the dryer. I'm a good mom, right? Yes?..........No?
I start making the kids some oatmeal while the kids are in the play yard. Cana standing vigil at their side. What could go wrong?
I hear a primal, yes PRIMAL scream from Cana. It's so urgent I dropped a bowl of oatmeal running to her aid.
I'm expecting to clear a foreign body from an airway, looking for a phone to call 911, who's going to start chest compressions?

What do I find? What do I freaking FIND? Two totally normal, happy, playing babies. Breathing, awake alert and safe.
What the heck, CANA!?!? Why did you scare me like that? She is still shaking, scared and speechless.
The babies were playing with toys. Rosie took off her diaper and pooped all over the toys. Brown watery poop.
James is painting the side of the playpen with it.
All over Green Eggs and Ham. All over our precious Rainbow Little Pony, in her hairs! In the carpet. On all the little people.
To Be Continued.....
Re: The Last 24 Hours....
Hazmat suit hugs for you.
Baby #2!
Nice to 'see' you @Melmarie26
FET #1 Dec 2013 BFN
FET # 2 Feb 2014 BFN
No more frosties
IVF #2. September 2014
PGD yielded 2 perfect 5d blasts
SET November 9, 2014
Nov 23, 2014. Another BFN
Not sure where to go from here.