Beta... UPDATED!!!

This morning I woke up bright and early to make my way to the clinic for my blood draw. I'm pretty sure I've never been so excited to have my blood drawn in all of my life! Thankfully it was super early so I didn't have to sit around this morning twiddling my thumbs until it was time to head in that direction, but now here I sit twiddling my thumbs waiting for the results!

I'm not sure how quickly I'll hear, but I am crossing my fingers that I don't have to wait all day!

*** I just heard from my nurse... I officially have a positive beta of 106 at 9dp5dt!!!***

On my way home I made a quick stop at target and as I was quietly browsing in the clothing section I hear a bunch of crazy women with carts RUNNING. So, after trying a couple of things on I made my way toward the noise. Turns out there is a HUGE toy clearance going on. I managed to buy two birthday gifts and two Christmas gifts for crazy cheap! So, if you're in the market for toys- check it out!

Random though from 8dp5dt....

I don't have much to say, so today a list will have to do...

- I tested again yesterday afternoon. Still two lines, just darker this time :)

- Provided our beta goes well this week, we are telling our parents this weekend. Both sets of parents knew we were doing IVF in July, but we were VERY vague about when it would happen and when we'd find out the results. They are all thinking we wouldn't know anything until early August, so hopefully it will come as a surprise... or at least kind of!

- I nearly threw up this morning before I got out of bed. Hopefully that was just a fluke. I'm pretty sure that can't be a symptom of pregnancy yet.... I'm not even 4 weeks!

- My beta is at 7:30 tomorrow morning. Normally I would be bummed about this provided that I live about an hour away from the clinic with morning traffic. Given that I know good news is going to come from it, I could not possibly care less that I'll need to be up by 5:30 and leaving by 6:30! I'm guessing I wouldn't be sleeping anyway!

- I'm trying to not to let myself dream too much about the nursery just yet, but it is SO hard... I've been waiting YEARS for this!

- Fun fact... 3 years ago on July 23rd Hubs told me he was ready to start trying (I'd been ready for awhile!), 3 years ago on July 30th I took my last BCP. It took us very close to EXACTLY three years to get pregnant.

- Hubs and I were talking yesterday about the night we found out. I realized that the tears that I cried that night were half joyful tears that this is finally happening, and half tears of relief that those difficult, dark, painful three years are o-v-e-r.

- I am beyond happy right now. When I got out of bed this morning I said to Hubs, 'this is going to be a great day', he replied with... 'I think they're all going to be great days for awhile!'

- I shared before that Hubs sister is pregnant. I have a gut feeling that his other sister has been trying for awhile and is having a hard time getting pregnant. I know how hard that situation is, that was me in 2009. Both of my cousins who I was super close to and my sister-in-law were all pregnant at the same time and delivered within weeks of each other- it was painfully hard and I hate to think she might be finding herself in that position soon.

The Story...

I still can't believe that this is REALLY happening! Two lines on a pregnancy test.... oh my goodness!

Yesterday I tried all afternoon to convince my husband that it was a great idea for us to test at home. I was losing it, I NEEDED to know. I was going crazy. And, I was SURE. I could feel it. He didn't care if I tested, he was just was worried that I would be crushed if it was negative. So, when I said one more time last night that I was dying to know, he half kidding said... 'just go pee on a stick then.'

It was around 8:30 and I decided to go to the bedroom and read. After realizing that Tuesday wouldn't be a good day to test and knowing that I'd never be able to hold out until Wednesday I decided to give it a shot.

As I dipped that stick I kept telling myself, 'don't be upset if there is only one line... there is still time' Thankfully at the end of the longest three minutes of my life, there were two beautiful pink lines! My next thought- how am I going to tell Hubs? Run out screaming? Then it came to me....

I have a few baby things that I've bought along the way- just a couple of outfits. I pulled them down out of the top of my closet and used clothes pins to clip them to the curtains above our bed. I then went out to the living room and asked Hubs if he could come help me close the window in our room because it was "stuck!" A few minutes later he walks down the hallway that leads into our room and stops as he sees this sight....

Then of course the hugs, kisses and crying commenced! We said over and over 'I can't believe this is happening!!' and then made our way down the hall to our WILL BE nursery! Just standing in the doorway knowing that in the next several weeks we will start cleaning it out... well, it was amazing.

We are well aware of the fact that we still have a VERY long way to go. However, we've spent so much time guarding our hurts, trying to not get hurt that in this moment I just want to feel everything. I am going to do my very best not to worry about how many days, weeks, months I get to have this baby(ies) with me.... because today I do... and today is a VERY happy day!!!

As Promised....

The IVF aftermath....

Life would be just fine if I never saw a bottle that looked like these EVER again!

I think I count 23 in the picture, that does not include the multiple powerades consumed via sonic and McDonald's while we were out and about!

Again... if I never have to see one of these again, I'd be a happy girl. Although, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be... buuuuuut, that is A LOT of needles!

However..... it was totally worth it for this!

It looks super faint on my screen, but I promise in real life you don't even need to squint. There are very much two pink lines. Something I wasn't even sure existed :)

And, here is our baby/ies first picture......

In the evening- 6dp5dt

To say we are excited is an understatement! We are cautiously optimistic that my beta on Thursday will be nice and strong!

(click on the pictures to make them larger... THEN you'll be able to see that beautiful second line!!!)

Guilty of my own gripes...

I realized today that it drives me NUTS when my blogging buddies don't post for a few days.... Guilty!!

Not much has happened since my last post. I've drank a few more bottles of Gatorade (picture coming!), I appreciated the applicators that came with my progesterone suppositories, I had lunch with E from dreaming of babies, and I tried to convince my husband that testing at home was a good idea!

For the record, I am convinced I'm pregnant... I hope this gut feeling turns out well for me :)

Thursday seems SO far away!!!!

3dp5dt...

I'm sure you've all been waiting for a riveting update about the two week wait... well, I'm sorry to disappoint, but there is nearly nothing to tell! For the most part I am feeling totally normal. I have a few symptom/side effects that I am currently blaming on progesterone, but other than that, nothing is new.

I've spent the majority of the days post transfer laying pretty low and relaxing for a good amount of the day. Our clinic prescribed two days of strict bed rest (only getting up to use the bathroom), which ended Thursday morning. Since then I've just been taking it easy and trying to spend some time laying down everyday... can't hurt, right?!?

We have less than a week until our beta, and as anxious as I am to get the news, I am still pretty calm about the whole thing. At this point, I'm fairly set on not testing before my beta. The hubs would prefer that I not, but he said if I feel like I need to, then he at least wants to be around. I think if I DO test, it will be either the morning of my beta or the night before. I really think I'm just going to wait it out though... I think I'm finally figuring out this whole waiting thing. Lord knows I've had enough lessons in waiting :)

1dp5dt... (update)

• 23 hours into bed rest.... oh.my.gosh I am so bored!
• when hubs left this morning, he said good-bye to both me and the babes.
• I haven't heard if our other two embryos made it to blast yet- I hope so!!
• Lemonade gatorade isn't so bad.
• I feel completely and totally normal.
• As of yesterday a couple of medications dropped off the list which makes managing it all a little easier!

And, because I don't want to forget... the story of our transfer day!

I woke up a little before five to a bladder that just couldn't wait, and after making a trip to the bathroom I couldn't fall back to sleep even though I tried and tried. Instead I just prayed that when the call came from the embryologist it would be good news. I checked blogs, I played games on my phone and I waited.

I had to take my progesterone supp. at 7am, so at that point I got out of bed took care of that and then jumped in the shower. I dried my hair and put on a little make up all while watching my phone- willing it to RING! After I got dressed and ready to go, I just sat around trying to relax while I waited for the call. The call that would tell us if we were going to make it to transfer.

At exactly 9am, a short 4 hours after I woke up, one of the embryologists called. I got super nervous and kinda wanted to throw up, but she didn't keep me in suspense too long.... she quickly shared that ALL FOUR of our fertilized embryos had made it to day five. Of the four, one was a perfect blast, one was just a little behind as an early blast, and the other two were about 11-12 hours behind. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I was standing in the bathroom when I got the call, and it and it was really fun to be able to see myself in the mirror as I heard the news- SO MUCH JOY! She asked if we were planning to transfer one or two and I quickly said TWO! I had began to think we might not have the choice if we only had one thriving embryo, so it felt really great to be able to make that choice instead of having it made for us. She said we would obviously transfer the perfect blast and from there most likely the early blast, but they would see what happened in the next couple of hours.

After getting the call we hugged and kissed and I screamed 'I'm so happy/excited/thrilled!' about thirty times and then we jumped in the car and headed to the clinic. I had the most ridiculous smile on my face the entire way to the clinic. I hadn't been really allowing myself to get too excited since hearing the fert report on Friday, so I was finally able to just be happy. I drank my water, but not too much considering my bladder was almost too full for the mock transfer.

When we arrived at the clinic we checked in, sat in the waiting room for all of 3 minutes when the door swung open and our name was being called. We headed back to the procedure area, got undressed from the waist down and slipped into my awesome gown. We were left in the our recovery room to drink water and relax. The nurse (the one I know from HS) came back and checked my bladder with the ultrasound. It was just right, so I could stop drinking water! She also checked in on my ovaries and neither of them looked to be overly huge, so that was a good sign.

After a little more resting, my doctor and the embryologist came in to talk to us about what was about to happen, our embryos and to slip me some Val.ium. About a minute later they were wheeling me into the procedure room. Unfortunately, hubs didn't get to be in the room for the actual transfer because our clinic takes the clean room very seriously. While I was in the room I chatted with my doctor and nurse, but mostly my eyes were glued to our perfect little embryos that were up on the monitor. The transfer itself wasn't really painful other than the multiple attempts to get the speculum just right, and then she had some trouble getting the catheter through my cervix, but overall, it was no more painful than a pelvic exam. It all happened fairly quickly and before I knew it I was being wheeled back to our recovery room with two embryos in my uterus :)

My options at this point for emptying my bladder were either waiting 15 minutes for a bed pan (uh, no thank you) or 45 for a trip to a real toilet. I waited it out. My bladder wasn't too painful, and I had a nice little drug induced nap to help pass the time! After dressing, using the restroom, hearing the discharge talk and getting a picture of our embryos I sat down in a wheelchair and our nurse pushed me out to our car and we headed home.

It was a pretty special day :)

**** UPDATE**** I heard from the embryologist around noon today, both of our other embryos made it to freeze!!!!!

They're home...

Two blastocysts are currently taking up residence in my uterus.... Snuggle in babes, snuggle in!

Ps, someone please reinvent the speculum.... I'm willing to share my ideas with you! The cranking sound is unnecessary, and so is the fact that it kinda feels like butter knives in your lady bits!

Pps, Valium is rad!

On our way....

We are heading to the clinic to transfer two embies! All four little fighters made it to day five. The embryologist said one is absolutely PERFECT!!!!

Tomorrow...

Tomorrow is the big day! I'm still feeling pretty calm, but the anxiousness is starting to creep in. Not hearing anything about our four embryos since Friday morning makes the waiting game a little more difficult.

We are scheduled to be at the clinic at 10:15 tomorrow morning. We should hear from the embryologist before we leave the house in the morning, and I can't wait for that call. I am hopeful that it will be good news and that we'll have at least two embryos to transfer... but that does not make it any less nerve wracking!

So, if everything goes according to plan, I will be carrying two of our sweet embryos by tomorrow afternoon!

I can't believe we are finally here!!!

Things to remember....

If I ever walk this road again, I'd like to remember two important things.....

1. A heating pad changes everything.

2. A small bowl of oatmeal can make a significant amount of bloating "magically" disappear!

Oh, and maybe one more thing.... After 13 bottles of Gatorade and/or powerade none of them taste good anymore..... Buuuut, I'll do anything for these little babes :)

Today's Gatorade flavors include: fierce grape, arctic rush and a little grape powerade thrown in for good measure...... Ick!

Optimistic...

Though we won't know anything for sure until Tuesday, I've found myself in a place of optimism. I'm not totally sure how it happened, but it did and I'm just going to go with it!

I've been oddly calm this entire cycle, and today really isn't any different. Do I wish we had more embryos? Absolutely! Will worrying make more magically appear? Nope. So, what's the use?

At this point I'm hoping for the best and just allowing myself to heal from the ER. I'm still a little sore, but it really does seem to be improving everyday. I still have nearly three whole days to recover before our sweet little babes make their way back to my body.

I am nearly certain that if I could just "take care of business" I'd feel worlds better. I think between the meds, high protein diet and anesthesia I've found myself in this uncomfortable state. Ick! I sent two prunes down the hatch this morning and plan to get some sort of digestive aid later today if things don't get moving soon... Any suggestions??

Tick...Tock...Tick...Tock...

Our discharge paperwork from the clinic yesterday said that we'd hear from the embryologist between 9:30 and 10am this morning. Although I thought to myself, 'that is such a small window, I bet it will be later' I still have have been sitting here with my phone, pen and paper in my lap since about 9am this morning.

9:30 came, no call.

9:31, no call.

9:45, no call.

9:59, no call.

10:03, no call.

And then, at 10:06 my phone rang. It was the embryologist with the report. I thought this moment was going to make all the difference. I thought I would be skipping through my day, with 8 or 9 little embryos growing away in the lab, not caring about my sore abdomen. That is not the reality. As I've already shared, we had 13 eggs retrieved on Thursday. Only 8 of the 13 were mature, all of them were ICSI'd. Of those, only 4 fertilized and are growing.

The embryologist tried to be optimistic, but my heart was sinking with each word that came out of her mouth. 4 embryos. Four.

I know I should be thankful for the four we have, but I can't help but be disappointed. Our clinic only does day five transfers, and typically about half of the fertilized embryos arrest after day three. That means chances are good we'll only have one or two embryos still going strong on Tuesday. Our clinic likes to leave the embryos undisturbed as they grow over the next few days, so we will not hear anything more about them until Tuesday morning before we head in for the transfer. So, until Tuesday morning I will be praying my little heart out that our little babes keep fighting.

Retrieval...

We arrived at the clinic at 8:30 yesterday morning for my 9:15 retrieval. Once we filled out a little paper work we were taken back to procedure portion of the clinic and I changed into my awesome outfit complete with sexy gown, bonnet and booties.... HOT! They took my vitals and got the IV set up and then we just waited until it was time. We met with the doctor (another doctor in the practice) a second doctor that was from an IVF program in Hawaii and the anesthesiologist, signed our lives away and rested until the retrieval before of mine was over.

Soon, the anesthesiologist came in to get me, let me use the restroom one last time and we headed off to the procedure room. She introduced me to everyone in the OR (including someone I went to high school with) and they got me all set up! I vaguely remember them getting my legs into the giant stir-ups, and I remember the doctor coming in and making a few jokes with the nurses, but it was pretty quick after the "martini" went into my IV that I was OUT! When asked were I was going in my dream (after the first meds had gone in) I replied with- "someplace with lots of eggs!"

Once they wheeled me back to my recovery room, hubs said they all tried to talk to me and I just kind mumbled at them and couldn't answer any questions with anything other than "sure." I continued sleeping while the hubs when to give his sample. They took my vitals again and I got to have a drink FINALLY and then went to the bathroom. I had some mild cramping, but nothing I would have taken medication for while I was still laying down, but once I stood up to go to the restroom I could feel a little more pain, partially from having a full bladder, and partly due to the fact I'd just had a ginormous needle routing around in my lady bits. Not exactly my idea of the perfect way to spend a morning, but not as bad as you might think.

We were released at about 11, and I felt fine most of the 45 minute drive home. I started getting uncomfortable about 10 minutes out, but I assume that was again because my bladder was full and pushing on parts that had just been poked and prodded.

Recovery at home yesterday was uncomfortable, but after some tylenol, the heating pad (which helps the most by the way) and remembering the pain would be less if I used the restroom more often I did pretty well. I spent the majority of the day laying down drinking gatorade in hopes to squeek by without OHSS, or at least not a severe case. Which, so far seems to be going well. While I am bloated or heavy feeling this morning in my pelvis, I weigh the same amount I did yesterday morning and I don't seem to have any other signs so far.

I'm going take a second day to rest up and drink lots of fluids, and hopefully by tomorrow I will feel like being up and around a little more. We should find out this morning how our embryos are doing (they say between 9:30 and 10) and I'll be back to share the news just as soon as I fill the hubs in!

Grow embies, GROW!!!

Home

I'm home and resting in bed.... Everything went well- I'll share the details later!

We have 13 eggs- I'll hear from the embryologist in the morning with the fert report.

Parched

I would seriously do just about anything right now for a glass of water! Hubs is in the shower and we're just a few minutes away from heading to the clinic for our retrieval. I'm usually a big worrier about things like this, but this morning I'm pretty calm about the whole thing. Maybe I'm just ready to get this over with so I can have something to drink!

Highlight of my morning: brushing my teeth! At least for a moment I got to have water in my mouth even if I couldn't swallow it:)

I'll be back soon with an update... Hopefully a great one!!!!

O-V-E-R

Injections are over! The trigger last night wasn't too bad, a little stingy going in, but I couldn't help but be SO happy it was the LAST needle going into my hip.

I'm feeling good this morning. I've been drinking a boat load of powerade and trying to get a few things to done this morning before tomorrow's retrieval. I am hopeful things wont get ugly- I really don't want to freeze everything and wait for an FET.

Come on 5dt!!!!

Pulling the TRIGGER....

Thank goodness the day has finally arrived! I woke up this morning so ready for today to be the day, and thankfully it is. We're triggering tonight!

I had my monitoring appointment this morning and as my doctor had predicted my follies are nice and large and ready to be aspirated. The largest were measuring around 21mm- the right side was lagging a bit with six mature or very close (+several smaller), but the left came through with around ten mature or super close and 6ish that were possibilities. My lining was around 9.5mm and had the triple stripe pattern.

But wait, there's more! My E2... well, it is ridiculous. It more than doubled again since Sunday's appointment which isn't exactly a good thing. I think the level was 4792... which is a little on the excessive side, and makes OHSS a very possible issue. So as of this afternoon, I'm hydrating like no other and start a high protein diet swearing off carbs and sweets until I'm in the clear.

Tonight I have one last follistim (50iu) and lupron dose and then the trigger... then my friends, injections are OVER!!!! Hooray!

Stim Day 9...updated

Just a quick update before I find a mostly shady spot in my backyard to relax in my favorite lounge chair for the afternoon! Luckily for my husband, he already had plans for today- otherwise we would likely be finding himself on the receiving end of many text messages asking for powerade refills. Did I mention this bloating is KILLER?!

The ultrasound went well, and there are still several growing follicles on both sides. We're still looking at about 20ish that look like they are possible contenders. I'm guessing not all of them will be mature at the time of collection, but what do I know? The largest is up to 17mm, the average size is somewhere around 15mm and my lining is at 9mm with a triple stripe pattern. I saw the NP this morning and she indicated that everything looked great and she was guessing I'd either trigger Monday or Tuesday night for a Wednesday or Thursday retrieval. I go back tomorrow morning for another monitoring appointment and hopefully we'll schedule the retrieval at that point!

I haven't heard back on my blood work yet, so I'm not sure where my e2 level is and if there will be a change in my foll.istim dose tonight. Crossing my fingers that Monday will be the last day of stims. I would LOVE to not purchase anymore drugs... that, and I'd love to know there will only be one more men.opur injection and the trigger shot being administering in my rump! My poor right hip is getting SORE!

The process is all totally worth it, and in reality it has been much better/easier than I had ever thought it would be. Now, if we can just manage to make it though the next few days as uneventfully as we have the last couple of weeks, we will be golden :)

Update:

Looks like I'll be buying more men.opur after all. When the nurse called with my blood results she said they'd rather see me back on Tuesday instead of Monday. I think they were concerned that my E2 was going to be really high, but while it is growing and doubling or almost doubling every couple of days, it isn't out of control high at 1297. As happy as I am to not have to drive 45 minutes in to the clinic tomorrow, I do still have to drive 40 minutes in to the pharmacy for my extra men.opur. Lame! Three days in a row... hooray! In addition to moving my next monitoring appointment out by a day, they also increased my foll.istim dose by another 25iu for tonight and tomorrow night. So I'm finally up to the dose they had planned to start me at 9 days ago. I have a feeling starting on half the dose was a REALLY good idea :)

So, in case you are wondering... that means I have AT LEAST 7 injections left. Which, in the scheme of things is practically nothing :)

Quick Question IF'ers....

Hypothetical question:

If you were in the process of looking for a fertility clinic/RE, and while researching came across a video (recent) in which one of the doctors referred to an IVF baby as a test tube baby, would you be turned off by that clinic?

Stim Day 7...

I had my third monitoring appointment this morning and everything is looking great. My doctor was happy with my progress, so we are keeping with the same doses of medication. As of today it looks like we have about 20 follies in the running, the largest is about 13.5mm and the average size overall is about 12mm. Thankfully they are all pretty close in size, and it looks like several will be mature at the time of the collection. My E2 level is more than doubling every two days, so it seems like we are on the right track. If that continues, I think doctor's predictions seem right on.

Today my doctor said if she had to guess, she would predict trigger on Tuesday, retrieval on Thursday and transfer the following Tuesday.... which puts the beta on July 28th, the day before our 5 year anniversary.

We're getting very close.... and the egg retrieval is getting less scary by the day. I think by then I'll be less concerned with that monster needle, and more concerned about getting these things OUT OF ME!

Stim Day 6...

It is starting to feel like I have a couple dozen marbles hanging out in my abdomen.

We increased my dose of foll.istim to 125iu for last night and tonight.

The dreams I've had recently have been CRAZY!

Monitoring ultrasound/blood work #3 is tomorrow morning... grow follies, GROW!!

I am not a very emotional person, however in the last 3 days I've cried while listening to the radio twice- over ridiculous things. Thank you raging hormones!

.... that is all for now! I'll be back with an update after tomorrow's appointment!

Stim Day 5...

I came to the realization this morning that we're getting very close to the actual 'doing' stage of IVF. You would think this may have occurred to me sooner, but when you are on the three month plan for IVF, everything just always seem so far off. Guess what? It isn't so far off anymore! We are getting VERY close!

Today is our fifth day in the stimulation stage of things, and I am beginning to really notice the full feeling in my abdomen. I have a feeling I am going to be ready to get these eggies OUT by the time retrieval gets here! This morning I had my second monitoring ultrasound and it looks like there are about 25 follies growing away in there. The largest have grown about 2 mm since Monday, and are measuring in at 10.5 mm as of this morning.

Once my blood work comes back we'll see what happens to the doses of medications I am taking. My doctor said that if my E2 was normal we would increase my foll.istim dose a little to see if we can get the smallest follies to catch up, and then start tapering off. I have another ultrasound and blood work on Friday. Hopefully at that point we will have a better idea of when the retrieval might be.

Today I'm thankful for a nice uneventful cycle! So far everything is going according to plan and it makes the stress level very low- love it!

Aware but not Obsessed..

So far I've done a fairly good job of being an active participant in this cycle, while also trying to keep my distance to a certain extent. The old me would have been obsessing over hormone levels and scouring the Internet looking for other people's experiences. I was impressed with myself yesterday when the nurse called with my e2 level and I just took her word for it that it was normal. I completely trust my clinic- they don't have some of the best IVF success rates in the country for no reason.... They clearly know what they are doing!

After getting my blood work back they decided to raise my folli.stim dose just a tiny bit to 100 iu from 75iu. I have another ultrasound tomorrow, so we'll see what happens!

PS. This morning's meno.pur injection wasn't even close to as bad as yesterday! Hopefully yesterday was just a fluke!

They're Growing....

I just got back from my first monitoring appointment for this cycle. There are still 27 follies growing in there- today's count was 15 on the left and 12 on the right. The largest on each side was about 8-8.5mm. So far so good. The doctor I saw this morning was happy with the progress and once my blood work is back, I'll hear from him as to what we are doing with my meds. I am assuming everything will stay the same considering the growth seems to be right on target for the first few days of stims.

I have my next ultrasound on Wednesday morning, so after that I'm sure we'll know a little more about how things are looking! At this point, I'm happy there are plenty growing, but a little worried about OHSS. My doctor said if it becomes a problem we'll just freeze everything and do a FET, and while I am perfectly ok with that.... I DON'T WANT TO WAIT ANY LONGER!!!

I hope you all have a great 4th! We're planning to BBQ with friends and just have a super relaxing afternoon! I love that kind of days :)

PS... Men.opur hurt like mad this morning! I managed to live through it, but it is now bruised and sore- BOO! On my way into the doctor I had convinced myself that I had put the wrong needle on for the injection. I didn't, but now I am slightly dreading tomorrow morning!

Feeling Brave...

This morning bright and early we jumped out of bed and happily administered our first IM injection.....

Lies, all lies.

Since the hubs usually leaves for work around 630 m-f, we had to drag ourselves out of bed this morning for IM injection número uno. Not exactly my idea of a good time at 6 am on a Saturday, but you do what you gotta do, right?!?

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't terrified, I was. The good news is, it wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it was going to be. Honestly, the worst part was when he pulled the needle back out. We survived. Hubs acted SUPER brave before the injection, but said afterward that he had been terrified going into it. We're both feeling good about tomorrow- surely round two will be just as easy as round one, right?

So, there you have it. One more hurdle marked off the list! I have my first monitoring ultrasound and blood work Monday morning, so we will know more then!

Gambler

I'm typically not a gambler. I don't usually take a lot of chances and going to a casino is almost more than I can bare! I love the people watching, but once I've lost all $10 that I agreed to play with when I set foot inside the door, I'm happy to sit and watch hubs play (and keep track of his winnings or losings)...

BUT today I feel like a true gambler... AF is here, and while she is packing her bags for an extended vacation, I currently have two lone tampons in my possession, and completely refuse to purchase anymore!

..... I'll let you know how this turns out:)