The waiting room at the clinic was crowded today - usually there’s at most one other person, but today there were several, and it must have been “bring the spouse day” because there were a lot of them, too. There was a couple waiting that I wanted to meet, but how do you just randomly tap someone on the shoulder and say, “Hey, you seem like one of the cool kids. Wanna be my friend?” Couldn’t quite bring myself to do it. I do
This is all a rambling lead in to saying that we’re on for an IUI on Wednesday. One nice big follicle on the left (J said - “That’s as big as the whole ovary on the other side” - he doesn’t usually get to come to my wanding appointments, so it’s all fascinating to him) and a comfy, plush lining (probably thanks to all the extra estrogen). So, trigger tonight and IUI on Wednesday.
In an attempt to apply my new positive thinking strategy, I didn't buy this really cute skirt today because I might not fit into it soon. That's a start, right?
Hope hasn’t come knocking, but I guess I’ll let her in if she shows up.