We are just days away from our FET!
We started the PIO shots yesterday - and, as it was last time - Micah did a great job with the shot itself - barely felt it. Later in the day, I walked down the hall and thought "ahhh.... there it is" - the sore butt with the achiness shooting down my left leg. The knowlege that it's only going to get worse. The memories of limping and the bruises built up. Followed by the joy of knowing that I'm doing everything I can to create a healthy environment for this next little embryo. The 2 "failed" cycles we had were both with Crinone only, so I am actually pleased to be on the PIO. It makes me more confident.
In fact, I'm feeling very positive about this whole cycle. The first time, I was nothing but hopeful. I hadn't experienced the pain of loss yet. But after a 6w miscarriage and a failed cycle - my innocence is gone. I know all too well that things can (and do) go wrong. I imagine that I'll be checking the TP every time I go to the bathroom. But I do feel good. Micah scheduled a massage for me to help me relax before my transfer on Monday. I took both Monday and Tuesday off from school so I can lay on the couch all day.
I'm already planning on being pregnant this spring and summer. I'm in a wedding so I'm trying to find a maternity bridesmaid dress. In talking about vacation plans, I'm assuming I'll have a newborn next Christmas. I know the danger in planning ahead. (In fact, my due date for the one I lost is next week - I had planned on having a baby now.) But, yet - my mind is off and running. I'm taking it as a positive, healthy sign b/c I can be a bit of a pessimist. This time, I'm hopeful.
Send some prayers my way on Monday morning if you think of it - pray that those embies snuggle in tight!