Hello from Greenville, South Carolina. For a girl born and raised in the semi-arid climes of Colorado, I feel absolutely soaked in sweat and humidity down here. From what I understand, it is “not humid” here. Relativity. Whoa.
Its looking like there will NOT be an IUI this month. I’m (maybe surprisingly) not that bummed about it. Of course, it would have been fabulous to get a real solid shot this month, but it also could have been a very stressful undertaking. And I am doing my damndest to get rid of stress, not add anymore.
We decided to do an at-home insemination on Tuesday night before I left the next morning. It was more ‘why the hell not’ than anything else. I was a little shocked that La supported it since she had initially been firm about wanting all of us to take a break from all kinds of baby making. I think the Texas Ranger’s excitement about my junk really inspired her!
I got a smiley face on the good ol’ CBE OPK yesterday at Denver International Airport – day 13, a full 5 days earlier than I have gotten a positive in the 9 months I’ve been peeing on sticks. I feel confused but also not at all surprised. Not surprised because OF COURSE when I needed to ovulate on my usual day, it comes early. But also, I’m hopeful that the supplements and food changes (although, just for confessional purposes, I just ate a giant plate of pasta because it was free and delicious and I was hungry!) and acupuncture are making a positive difference.
So, there is always a chance that one of the non-funny-hatted dudes has found his way to my early appearing egg and we will never even have to trouble ourselves with the IUI. Do I *think* it will happen? No. Not really. But I hope it will. That’s the name of this game, right?