And will they share? Although, I have to say, the cure for hot flashes is simply to fall asleep with the windows open. (Disclaimer: this works better when it's say....56 degrees than when it's in the 80s)
So we went to the South Carolina State Fair yesterday. Ya know how they say the fry everything in the south? I've seen fried pickles (although those are big in PA too), fried Snickers, fried Oreos...but yesterday...I saw fried butter. I'd like to know if that comes with a side of cardiologist. Wyatt had fun. We are now broke, lol. We did spend a lot of money, but it was worth it. I took lots of pictures, although they got repetitive, since he rode the same 3 rides over and over for hours. I promise one day I will get around to posting pictures.
Let's see...there's something else I was gonna tell y'all....I have no clue what it was. I need to update my blogging profile, I know that. But I wasn't gonna tell y'all that. Hmm. Who knows.
Lots to do today...gotta finish finding a home for 3-4 more boxes full of stuff, laundry, room mom stuff.... We have a big fall fest thing tomorrow and I have to go in and have the kids help me make a sign. And after school today I start my child care job. I'm watching 3 kids for one of my friends from church. 2 of them are in school all day, and it's only 2-3 days a week, so it's perfect. Just enough to keep me from going insane...either from boredom or a jillion kids :-)
What is it about Fall that makes your weekends so busy? We don't have a "free" weekend until December. Craziness. But I love it.
Coming soon....my thoughts on crunchy motherhood. I need to figure them out, then I'll fill y'all in ;)
Friday, October 22, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
There is nothing better...
....than the smell of bread baking. My mouth hasn't stopped watering. Mmmm. I can smell the cinnamon. Yum-o.
So, the past 2 days have been a bit rough. As if the phone call from the doctor confirming I wasn't pregnant wasn't enough, the first "friend" I made down here posted on facebook the very next day that she was pregnant. I'm excited for her, but I was quite hurt that she didn't think. We would have been due the same week. Don't get me wrong, she has every right to shout it from the rooftops, but I guess I kinda wish I had been given SOME kind of warning. Randy said he saw it, but didn't want to say anything. (Um...cause I'm not checking facebook hourly he thought I might not see it?) I called a good friend, met her for lunch, had a good cry, prayed about it, and now I'm better. Like the good friend pointed out, who wants to be pregnant the EXACT same time as someone else? Then it gets competitive. Who looks cuter? Whose baby kicked first? Blah blah blah. Besides, we are letting Wyatt skip school for the state fair tomorrow, and I wouldn't be able to ride rides if there was a wee one. I was bitter and jealous, but I truly believe I'm over it. Now, I can't say that I'll be thrilled to hear her complain about morning sickness (Because, really, I'd give ANYTHING for it) but, I will put on a smile and wish her well anyway.
Yesterday I went to Wyatt's soccer game. Let me tell you what Super Goalie (Wyatt) did. He was swinging from the goal post, and it fell on top of him. That's right, my all star athlete was attacked by the goal. *Sigh* Although, when he was on the field, he did kick 2 away from the goal, so there's progress! (The most action he had on the field last year was picking his nose)
I did decide that I needed to log out of this message board I'm on for other women going through infertility treatments. I won't tell you how many sticks I peed on in the last week, but let's just say the high number was encouraged. It got to the point that all I wanted to do was post or check for replies. I had to walk away. And I really do feel better for it. I look at it this way...I've been through a cycle, so now I know what to expect. I'm not going to second guess every little twinge. When I go in for the IUI I won't be nervous, because I know how it will feel. So I guess I"m really pretty lucky that way :)
We have to replace our heat pump. We knew we would this fall, but, well, I waited until the last minute. We had been planning on having to spend 4,000.00 based on an estimate my dad was given. Get this...it's only ONE thousand! What a relief!! He did tell us that the outside portion still had a couple of good years left. WAHOO!!!
So, the past 2 days have been a bit rough. As if the phone call from the doctor confirming I wasn't pregnant wasn't enough, the first "friend" I made down here posted on facebook the very next day that she was pregnant. I'm excited for her, but I was quite hurt that she didn't think. We would have been due the same week. Don't get me wrong, she has every right to shout it from the rooftops, but I guess I kinda wish I had been given SOME kind of warning. Randy said he saw it, but didn't want to say anything. (Um...cause I'm not checking facebook hourly he thought I might not see it?) I called a good friend, met her for lunch, had a good cry, prayed about it, and now I'm better. Like the good friend pointed out, who wants to be pregnant the EXACT same time as someone else? Then it gets competitive. Who looks cuter? Whose baby kicked first? Blah blah blah. Besides, we are letting Wyatt skip school for the state fair tomorrow, and I wouldn't be able to ride rides if there was a wee one. I was bitter and jealous, but I truly believe I'm over it. Now, I can't say that I'll be thrilled to hear her complain about morning sickness (Because, really, I'd give ANYTHING for it) but, I will put on a smile and wish her well anyway.
Yesterday I went to Wyatt's soccer game. Let me tell you what Super Goalie (Wyatt) did. He was swinging from the goal post, and it fell on top of him. That's right, my all star athlete was attacked by the goal. *Sigh* Although, when he was on the field, he did kick 2 away from the goal, so there's progress! (The most action he had on the field last year was picking his nose)
I did decide that I needed to log out of this message board I'm on for other women going through infertility treatments. I won't tell you how many sticks I peed on in the last week, but let's just say the high number was encouraged. It got to the point that all I wanted to do was post or check for replies. I had to walk away. And I really do feel better for it. I look at it this way...I've been through a cycle, so now I know what to expect. I'm not going to second guess every little twinge. When I go in for the IUI I won't be nervous, because I know how it will feel. So I guess I"m really pretty lucky that way :)
We have to replace our heat pump. We knew we would this fall, but, well, I waited until the last minute. We had been planning on having to spend 4,000.00 based on an estimate my dad was given. Get this...it's only ONE thousand! What a relief!! He did tell us that the outside portion still had a couple of good years left. WAHOO!!!
Monday, October 18, 2010
Someone let me off!!!
What is it about weekend and roller coasters? Let's just say that this weekend was another one, and I'm anxious to see what my blood work shows today.
I have to say this...last nights sermon felt like it was written for me. I really can't go into detail without feeling like I'm talking about some of the other church members, but it was SUCH a comfort. I really found like this is *it* ya know? Like we are where we are supposed to be. Funnily enough, we moved here to be closer to my dad (and, well, further from the snow) and I've only seen my dad a handful of times. Yet, this is home. We've already made some friends that I think we will be friends with for life. Make no mistake, they will never replace my girls!!
I have so much to get done today. I should probably work on it rather than blog, but, well, my poor little blog has been neglected. Besides, it's only 5 am. This is *my time*. I get up early just for these precious moments. I need to update my Homemakers' Notebook, and clean up for a bible study we are hosting tonight. In the process of all this, I also have to wait for the phone call from the doctor's office.
Quite honestly, if I'm pregnant, it will, of course, be great. If I'm not, I'm really ok with it. It's just not quite the right time. Remember that blog about how I can say things are in God's hands if we're doing fertility treatments? Well....this is how. God decided this month wasn't right. Maybe next month will be. I can tell you that God has a plan for us. Naturally, I pray that includes a pregnancy and healthy child, but there is no way to know. I do know that He is doing what's best for us, even if we don't realize it.
So, my son, who just 6 months ago was saying "Twust me Mommy, God isn't real!" has changed so much. Over the weekend we were at dinner, and Wyatt wanted to move to sit next to Randy. I pouted and said I didn't want to sit alone. He told me "Mommy, you're never alone! God is always with you". Indeed.
I have to say this...last nights sermon felt like it was written for me. I really can't go into detail without feeling like I'm talking about some of the other church members, but it was SUCH a comfort. I really found like this is *it* ya know? Like we are where we are supposed to be. Funnily enough, we moved here to be closer to my dad (and, well, further from the snow) and I've only seen my dad a handful of times. Yet, this is home. We've already made some friends that I think we will be friends with for life. Make no mistake, they will never replace my girls!!
I have so much to get done today. I should probably work on it rather than blog, but, well, my poor little blog has been neglected. Besides, it's only 5 am. This is *my time*. I get up early just for these precious moments. I need to update my Homemakers' Notebook, and clean up for a bible study we are hosting tonight. In the process of all this, I also have to wait for the phone call from the doctor's office.
Quite honestly, if I'm pregnant, it will, of course, be great. If I'm not, I'm really ok with it. It's just not quite the right time. Remember that blog about how I can say things are in God's hands if we're doing fertility treatments? Well....this is how. God decided this month wasn't right. Maybe next month will be. I can tell you that God has a plan for us. Naturally, I pray that includes a pregnancy and healthy child, but there is no way to know. I do know that He is doing what's best for us, even if we don't realize it.
So, my son, who just 6 months ago was saying "Twust me Mommy, God isn't real!" has changed so much. Over the weekend we were at dinner, and Wyatt wanted to move to sit next to Randy. I pouted and said I didn't want to sit alone. He told me "Mommy, you're never alone! God is always with you". Indeed.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Roller Coaster
Ladies, this has been a roller coaster of a weekend!
So, my progesterone level was actually a third of what it was supposed to be. High enough that I'd be able to get pregnant, but not to sustain a pregnancy. So I was devistated. I think I cried all night Saturday. And of course, I could do the supplements, but they are by prescription only, and the office was closed Sunday. Pure devistation. I wasn't upset just because the cycle didn't work, it was that I didn't think we had done everything we possibly could have, and that's not acceptable. But, I still prayed, and yes, I still thanked Jesus for letting us get to where we have, and that at least we had the knowledge to do better next cycle. There is so much to be thankful for. I literally was upset for about 20 minutes, and then just turned around, knowing the Lord has a better plan.
Sunday things we status quo. We were busy with church and running errands. At church we dedicated the new sanctuary. That service was AMAZING and affected me in a way that no service ever has before. I had goosebumps, tears...oh God is good indeed!
Monday, I called the office FIRST THING. Then I went out for a mini girls day with my neighbor, who is like a little sister. Well, the RE's office called, assured me my results were normal, but said that they would put me on the supplement if I wanted. I told her yes, I did, and so they called one in. I start today. I got home to look on one of my message boards and post that I was going to start, and something caught my eye. A woman said somethign about having her level checked 8 days after her IUI. Wait...8 days? Mine was 4 days later. So off the the search engine I go. Most levels are checked 7 or 8 days later. Sounds positive, but how much do the levels increase daily? I needed to know if my level would have been normal at that 7 or 8 day mark. After a lot of research, I believe it would be. But, at the low end. So, I'm going to take the supplement anyway. It won't hurt. I talked to a couple of girls who started the supplement at 1 week after their IUI, so I know I'm not starting it late.
Know what all this taught me? Prayer works.
So, my progesterone level was actually a third of what it was supposed to be. High enough that I'd be able to get pregnant, but not to sustain a pregnancy. So I was devistated. I think I cried all night Saturday. And of course, I could do the supplements, but they are by prescription only, and the office was closed Sunday. Pure devistation. I wasn't upset just because the cycle didn't work, it was that I didn't think we had done everything we possibly could have, and that's not acceptable. But, I still prayed, and yes, I still thanked Jesus for letting us get to where we have, and that at least we had the knowledge to do better next cycle. There is so much to be thankful for. I literally was upset for about 20 minutes, and then just turned around, knowing the Lord has a better plan.
Sunday things we status quo. We were busy with church and running errands. At church we dedicated the new sanctuary. That service was AMAZING and affected me in a way that no service ever has before. I had goosebumps, tears...oh God is good indeed!
Monday, I called the office FIRST THING. Then I went out for a mini girls day with my neighbor, who is like a little sister. Well, the RE's office called, assured me my results were normal, but said that they would put me on the supplement if I wanted. I told her yes, I did, and so they called one in. I start today. I got home to look on one of my message boards and post that I was going to start, and something caught my eye. A woman said somethign about having her level checked 8 days after her IUI. Wait...8 days? Mine was 4 days later. So off the the search engine I go. Most levels are checked 7 or 8 days later. Sounds positive, but how much do the levels increase daily? I needed to know if my level would have been normal at that 7 or 8 day mark. After a lot of research, I believe it would be. But, at the low end. So, I'm going to take the supplement anyway. It won't hurt. I talked to a couple of girls who started the supplement at 1 week after their IUI, so I know I'm not starting it late.
Know what all this taught me? Prayer works.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Is anyone even reading these?
OK, so, I was totally calm. I was so impressed by how calm I was. Then they called today with my progesterone level. They really only do that to ensure that I ovulated. Well, that wasn't my issue, so I assumed I had. Was it enough for me that they confirmed it? Nooooo I had to ask what the number was. Which means I have spent the afternoon obsessing about it. It's in the right range, depending on where you look, but would it be higher if there was more than one egg? And I thought it was supposed to be higher when you are on fertility meds?
I keep trying to remind myself to stop and breathe. This whole thing is just such a process, and I need to be patient. But you knwo how you feel when you're on a really long road trip, and you finally get to your destination state? You are soooo close, but just not there yet. You're excited, but so tired. That's how I feel.
Speaking of tired. The pregnancy hormone is in my system still. And boy, do I feel it. I'm sooo tired. And I opened a take out container of wings earlier, and wanted to run to the bathroom. And the heartburn! I promise not to complain when I have pregnancy symptoms because I'm pregnant, however, I reserve the right to complain when they are a result of the meds.
I still really am over all optimistic about this process, and about it working this month. It's just that, for the first time, I don't know what the numbers mean, exactly. I don't like the not knowing.
I made a playlist on my iPod. It's basically just songs that are mellow and slow and can be applied to pregnancy. I listen to that for at least half hour a day, and just try to visualize all the things I hope are going on in my body. And, of course I pray. After all, that's really all I can do, and believe me, that is one of my priorities.
I keep trying to remind myself to stop and breathe. This whole thing is just such a process, and I need to be patient. But you knwo how you feel when you're on a really long road trip, and you finally get to your destination state? You are soooo close, but just not there yet. You're excited, but so tired. That's how I feel.
Speaking of tired. The pregnancy hormone is in my system still. And boy, do I feel it. I'm sooo tired. And I opened a take out container of wings earlier, and wanted to run to the bathroom. And the heartburn! I promise not to complain when I have pregnancy symptoms because I'm pregnant, however, I reserve the right to complain when they are a result of the meds.
I still really am over all optimistic about this process, and about it working this month. It's just that, for the first time, I don't know what the numbers mean, exactly. I don't like the not knowing.
I made a playlist on my iPod. It's basically just songs that are mellow and slow and can be applied to pregnancy. I listen to that for at least half hour a day, and just try to visualize all the things I hope are going on in my body. And, of course I pray. After all, that's really all I can do, and believe me, that is one of my priorities.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Yesterday
Soo...I guess now I'm in that 2ww. I triggered Sunday at 7:30pm, and my IUI was yesterday (Tuesday) at 8:30 am. Saturday I had 5 follies at least 13mm, and DH had a washed count of 60 mil. They sound like good odds to me
I took a home pregnancy test this am (Yes, I obsess enough that I will probably take one every day to know when the trigger's out of my system) it was a faint positive. (The HcG shot that I had Sunday will make it positive for a few days. I want to know when that is out of my system so I will know when to look for a "real" positive)
My RE was so awesome. First, the IUI was super easy. I was shocked when it was over! Then she rubbed my feet and said it's her special fertility massage. Too cute! Then she turned out the lights, elevated my hiney, and told me to lay quietly for 15 minutes and visualize sperm meeting egg.
It was a great day, until we went to lunch. I started to feel crampy, so we left, and as we were leaving, the manager of the restaurant was by the front door talking to a server He said in a booming voice, just as we walked between the 2 of them "anyone in this world can get pregnant and have a baby". I think I showed amazing restraint in not ripping his face off. I didn't go back and tell him a thing or 2, but I did send a VERY strongly worded message to the company.
Anyway, all that aside, now I'm just chillaxing. Waiting for progesterone test Sat, and hoping there's a big party in my uterus
I took a home pregnancy test this am (Yes, I obsess enough that I will probably take one every day to know when the trigger's out of my system) it was a faint positive. (The HcG shot that I had Sunday will make it positive for a few days. I want to know when that is out of my system so I will know when to look for a "real" positive)
My RE was so awesome. First, the IUI was super easy. I was shocked when it was over! Then she rubbed my feet and said it's her special fertility massage. Too cute! Then she turned out the lights, elevated my hiney, and told me to lay quietly for 15 minutes and visualize sperm meeting egg.
It was a great day, until we went to lunch. I started to feel crampy, so we left, and as we were leaving, the manager of the restaurant was by the front door talking to a server He said in a booming voice, just as we walked between the 2 of them "anyone in this world can get pregnant and have a baby". I think I showed amazing restraint in not ripping his face off. I didn't go back and tell him a thing or 2, but I did send a VERY strongly worded message to the company.
Anyway, all that aside, now I'm just chillaxing. Waiting for progesterone test Sat, and hoping there's a big party in my uterus
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
A horrible tragedy
Last year, 2 students at Wyatt's school died. One had swine flu, and another (a kindergartner at the time) had a spontaneous ruptured spleen. So much tragedy for such a small school in a small town.
Sunday, there was a horrible car accident that took the lives of 3 students at Wyatt's school. I have to say it is one of the worst accidents I've ever heard of. I think that really means something, coming from someone with my experience. 2 of the boys were brothers. They were all in their teens. The police can't even say for sure who was driving, as the bodies are all too damaged. There was a fire. The students were told that the boys died on impact, but a neighbor heard screams, which is what drew his attention. The licence plate was so damaged that the boys were identified by an LMA book that had flown out of the car. The police officer called the principal and they figured out who the boys were. Such an awful tragedy. I can't help but feel grateful that it didn't touch Wyatt personally. Dropping him off at school, I have to walk through the middle school hallway. It was so quiet you could have heard a pin drop. I have faith that those boys are resting peacefully. Hug your loved ones a little tighter...noone is guaranteed another day
Sunday, there was a horrible car accident that took the lives of 3 students at Wyatt's school. I have to say it is one of the worst accidents I've ever heard of. I think that really means something, coming from someone with my experience. 2 of the boys were brothers. They were all in their teens. The police can't even say for sure who was driving, as the bodies are all too damaged. There was a fire. The students were told that the boys died on impact, but a neighbor heard screams, which is what drew his attention. The licence plate was so damaged that the boys were identified by an LMA book that had flown out of the car. The police officer called the principal and they figured out who the boys were. Such an awful tragedy. I can't help but feel grateful that it didn't touch Wyatt personally. Dropping him off at school, I have to walk through the middle school hallway. It was so quiet you could have heard a pin drop. I have faith that those boys are resting peacefully. Hug your loved ones a little tighter...noone is guaranteed another day
It's go time!
Well, today is the most important day for the whole process (thus far) We are on our way to Columbia for the IUI. (Yes, I'm blogging on the way there. This morning was hectic...helloooo...it's only 5:30) As much as I love y'all, at this point the blog is more for me to remember how I felt during this whole process than it is to keep you informed.
And, how do I feel, you ask? I'm not at all nervous. Last night when I went to bed, I was surprised not to be nervous, and expected to wake up wanting to hurl. Oddly enough, that's not the case. Well, I guess it really isn't odd. I feel like I've been praying constantly this cycle, especially since the follicle scan on Saturday. I'm always saying prayers in my head, and I wholeheartedly believe that has made such a huge difference. I have such a peace about everything, because I know it's in God's hands. Saturday night we had Ladies Night at church, and I know I've got that wonderful group of women lifting me in prayer. So, I'm not at all nervous. And didn't the doctor say the most important thing I could do is relax? If these little twinges in my lower abdoman would go away, that would help, but I kinda like knowing that stuff's going on down there.
Someone asked me how I could say that I'm leaving it in God's hands when I'm using medical science to get pregnant. Well, there is the obvious...He gave them the knowledge and tools. Plus, it's still not an exact science. I mean, there's no way of knowing exactly how many eggs I have, or guaranteeing that they will fertilize or "stick" once they do. That is all up to God. Otherwise, why does this work for some people and not for others? Not that I dont credit Dr Whitman at all....but God also has a part in all this
So, speaking of relax...Last night Wyatt was in his room, and one of those Sense and Spray things was in there (It had been in the guest room, I guess the turd moved it) Anyway, it sprayed right in his eye. There was so much commotion trying to figure out what had happened. I originally thought he hit his eye on the corner of a box. Once I figured out what it was, I carried him to the sink and tried to pour water in it. That didn't go over well. I've never heard such shrill screams coming from a child that small. I knew (hoped) if he'd just open his eyes, it would help. After what seemed like forever, but in reality was 20 minutes or so, just as we were getting ready to go to the ER, I got an idea (The only reason we didn't go in sooner was that there were tears coming out of his eye, so it was flushing) My poor cat...I scooped him up, and made him dance like a puppet across the table. Wyatt opened his eyes to see it, and started laughing. Poor Bailey was doing kicks worthy of Broadway. Can I just tell you how great it feels to hear Wyatt laugh?
I feel like we should be at the doctor's already. It's over 90 minutes away, but I just wish we would get there. Actually, I don't. I'm at so much peace right now, I'm afraid of what I will be feeling after the fact. Even though we don't have to, Randy and I decided I'm pretty much gonna stay in bed today. I just don't want to look back and say "what if". Yay, it's Pamper Mommy Day!! Although, I am kinda bummed to miss Wyatt's soccer game tonight. There will be more, I know.
I dont' know if it's all in my head or not, but I definitely feel "something" going on down there. I guess so, with the possibility of 5 eggs. Thank God she put me on the lowest does of Clomid!
Alright, time to sign off. Gonna read and immerse myself in someone else's life, even if it is fictional
And, how do I feel, you ask? I'm not at all nervous. Last night when I went to bed, I was surprised not to be nervous, and expected to wake up wanting to hurl. Oddly enough, that's not the case. Well, I guess it really isn't odd. I feel like I've been praying constantly this cycle, especially since the follicle scan on Saturday. I'm always saying prayers in my head, and I wholeheartedly believe that has made such a huge difference. I have such a peace about everything, because I know it's in God's hands. Saturday night we had Ladies Night at church, and I know I've got that wonderful group of women lifting me in prayer. So, I'm not at all nervous. And didn't the doctor say the most important thing I could do is relax? If these little twinges in my lower abdoman would go away, that would help, but I kinda like knowing that stuff's going on down there.
Someone asked me how I could say that I'm leaving it in God's hands when I'm using medical science to get pregnant. Well, there is the obvious...He gave them the knowledge and tools. Plus, it's still not an exact science. I mean, there's no way of knowing exactly how many eggs I have, or guaranteeing that they will fertilize or "stick" once they do. That is all up to God. Otherwise, why does this work for some people and not for others? Not that I dont credit Dr Whitman at all....but God also has a part in all this
So, speaking of relax...Last night Wyatt was in his room, and one of those Sense and Spray things was in there (It had been in the guest room, I guess the turd moved it) Anyway, it sprayed right in his eye. There was so much commotion trying to figure out what had happened. I originally thought he hit his eye on the corner of a box. Once I figured out what it was, I carried him to the sink and tried to pour water in it. That didn't go over well. I've never heard such shrill screams coming from a child that small. I knew (hoped) if he'd just open his eyes, it would help. After what seemed like forever, but in reality was 20 minutes or so, just as we were getting ready to go to the ER, I got an idea (The only reason we didn't go in sooner was that there were tears coming out of his eye, so it was flushing) My poor cat...I scooped him up, and made him dance like a puppet across the table. Wyatt opened his eyes to see it, and started laughing. Poor Bailey was doing kicks worthy of Broadway. Can I just tell you how great it feels to hear Wyatt laugh?
I feel like we should be at the doctor's already. It's over 90 minutes away, but I just wish we would get there. Actually, I don't. I'm at so much peace right now, I'm afraid of what I will be feeling after the fact. Even though we don't have to, Randy and I decided I'm pretty much gonna stay in bed today. I just don't want to look back and say "what if". Yay, it's Pamper Mommy Day!! Although, I am kinda bummed to miss Wyatt's soccer game tonight. There will be more, I know.
I dont' know if it's all in my head or not, but I definitely feel "something" going on down there. I guess so, with the possibility of 5 eggs. Thank God she put me on the lowest does of Clomid!
Alright, time to sign off. Gonna read and immerse myself in someone else's life, even if it is fictional
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Sooo.....
let me just say, PRAISE GOD it is finally cooling off! Bring on Fall, baby!
Well, yesterday I went in for my follicle scan. Now, keep in mind that not every follicle will create an egg. And, of course, not every egg will fertilize. That being said, I have FIVE follicles. That just brings a whole new level of fear. What if it still doesn't work? What if it does...too well? Once I get pregnant, what if the circlage doesn't work, especially if there's more than one? I know I can only do this one day at a time, and really, although it doesn't seem like it, I'm super relaxed. I just rely on God, and knwo that He has a plan. This has been an incredible lesson in patience. And, I have to admit, I have learned not to take pregnancy/infancy for granted.
Now, just waiting for Tuesday. Tonight I have to take an hcg trigger shot, then Tuesday morning we go in for the IUI!! Bring it on!!!
Well, yesterday I went in for my follicle scan. Now, keep in mind that not every follicle will create an egg. And, of course, not every egg will fertilize. That being said, I have FIVE follicles. That just brings a whole new level of fear. What if it still doesn't work? What if it does...too well? Once I get pregnant, what if the circlage doesn't work, especially if there's more than one? I know I can only do this one day at a time, and really, although it doesn't seem like it, I'm super relaxed. I just rely on God, and knwo that He has a plan. This has been an incredible lesson in patience. And, I have to admit, I have learned not to take pregnancy/infancy for granted.
Now, just waiting for Tuesday. Tonight I have to take an hcg trigger shot, then Tuesday morning we go in for the IUI!! Bring it on!!!
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