Worlds colliding

It's really gonna be worlds colliding in a couple days. My parents are due to fly in on Tuesday. They are staying in the city. Hubby's parents, my lovely former hosts in Hornsby are due to come back some time this week so they can see Leela and G before we go home.

Glad they will both be around but it does complicate things a little. Dear husband of mine does not see why I should care or worry, but I do.

See, my former hosts told me they would be in Queensland til at least the 30th. No problem. There was an issue of who would help me watch my child during my day surgery but whatever... I could sort it out and didn't want to interrupt their plans. I mean they have been most accommodating already and to expect any more would be greedy. I resolved to sort it out on my own. I must have told my conundrum to my parents who then decided that a little holiday to Sydney would be nice. I told them not to worry and that I could find someone to help me (and i did) but they're coming and I was relieved.

Thought it'd be lotsa of fun too to stay the rest of the time in the city, relax, shop and eat with my parents around to help watch Leela so I could recover and not stress out. Not to mention that G's leaving two days before egg transfer and I would be on my own again, it would be so nice to be with my parents.

Anyways, G's parents allovasudden said they were coming back, which of course means that we should return to hornsby and spend some time with them before heading back to our lives in Singapore.

But Hornsby is an hour from the city and the last thing I want is to be roaming to and fro trying to spend time with both sets of grandparents while getting eggs harvested, trying to recouperate, feeling yucky and getting ready for the the transfer.

So trying to work out logistics and plan ahead for the next week, no help from the love of my life of course because his attitude is why worry, it will sort itself out. And maybe it will. But goddamit! I don't need any more uncertainty in my life right now.

I just want to stay in the city, close to the clinic and do as I please. It is not as I please up in Hornsby. Not at all. I just want to lie in bed when I feel awful, send my child away when i need to but be close to so many interesting things in case I feel great and want to go out. Most of all, I don't want the pressure of feeling like I need to socialize or plan meals or cook or clean. Or have to get in the car to drive a half hour to anything remotely interesting! These weeks in and near the city have spoilt me and I dunno if I can go back!

Being hormonal in Hornsby blows! Being hormonal at the Sheraton in the center of Sydney is somewhat more tolerable. Even if my new belly buddies, 6 bruises in total on my left which I'll just call The Freckles have appeared. (We've said a fond farewell to Ted and Nelly.) Not much else is troubling me, I feel fantastic, really. And hopefully, tomorrow morning will be my last blood test before trigger and one step closer to going home!