Not dead...

I'm just poking my head back into Blogland for a second to say that I am still alive. I'm just totally swamped. Tomorrow is my boss' last day, and she's been inundating me with stuff.

This new job requires a LOT of organization, a lot of remembering dates, a lot of keeping on top of projects. I don't know how I'm going to do it. When I start to panic, though, I remember that I felt exactly like this about the job I'm in now, the one I'm moving up from, when I first started 2.5 years ago. It took a few months before I knew what was going on, but once I did, it was easy.

No word yet on when this promotion (and hopefully pay raise - there had better be one if they're expecting me to keep track of all this stuff) will be official. The "big boss" comes back from traveling tomorrow so I will hopefully hear soon.

In other news, I am finally about to ovulate for the first time since the chemical pregancy, so in the absense of anyone telling us we can't, we're going for it. Wish me luck.

I also have an appointment with a maternal-fetal medicine specialist at Massachusetts General on Nov. 15. If I get pregnant this cycle, I'll be finding out about it right about then, so that's good timing. I spoke with a friend of mine who went to this doctor's practice - although this doctor wasn't her regular OB, my friend met with her a few times after they discovered a soft marker for Down's on her ultrasound, and told me that she was absolutely wonderful - patient, willing to explain things, and willing to hand-hold nervous pregnant women. Exactly what I'm looking for. (Oh, and my friend's baby turned out to be just fine.)

That's all for now - will try to update soon.