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Hey guys! Sorry about me not posting. I'm in a new house and my schedule is coming back to normal, I know another excuse but very sorry. This week what a week it has been. My work is going alright. I say alright because I am not that busy and I feel like I could be doing something more important. Sometimes it gets really awkward to and I'm not that great at awkward moments and I feel like they don't really need me there. Any ways I am hoping this week will be better.
Alright, so I got my blood check on the 10th and my prograf level was way low. My docs called and we played a little phone tag, but I finally got a hold of them. I think I already told ya this. So I'm going to get my blood re-checked on the 18th.
Heres some good news, so I can't carry my own kids. Steve and I have talked about adoption and surrogacy casually, but now we have someone that has offered and I mean there has been a few people that we know and some are in our family. This person is none of those. She used to do my hair and still does my moms. She wants to give someone the joy and happiness that she received from being a mother. My mom and her have been talking about this ever since Gus. She thought she was too old, but I did my research and she is not!! So I am going to discuss this with my docs and how are my eggs because I am on all my anti-rejection drugs and all that stuff. I am really excited and a little bit nervous cause it costs an arm and a leg, maybe two legs? When I see my friend's babies I get so  jealous, I am extremely happy for them and their family don't get me wrong. I just want a rugrat of my own. From my experience and what I have learned I want to share that with my child and teach them to always believe, to keep fighting as hard as they can and stand up for who you are.
My in-laws were here this weekend, so great to see my father in-law such a caring man and funny. Last time he saw me was when I was on life support, pretty shocking. Truly, oh so very blessed.
I wrote my donor's father again. I said happy holidays and just said how cool I thought it was for him to share where her organs went. She helped and saved so many grateful people. Can't wait to meet her someday!
I am on an women's indoor team. I am getting better. How grateful I am to be back out on the field playing the sport I lived for. Last game we lost and on my way home, I started to tell myself that I could of probably gave more and then all of a sudden I said what are you saying Paige (my middle name) you are back out there be blessed. This past week I have been lazy, only worked out 3 days. I feel so bad when I don't be active everyday except Sunday. Being active to me is going for a run, hike, or playing soccer. It is so hard when it is so frigid out, but when I am out running its not bad at all.

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  1. Hi - I've commented before - my daughter Molly had a heart transplant at age 3 (one year ago now!) Her not being able to carry her own children was one of the hardest things for me to accept and deal with. I have no idea how or when I'll tell her but it was interesting to read what you wrote about it, thank you. I hope she too can adopt or use a surrogate. Good luck!

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