And it's time...

April is here!  This is a busy month for us.  Saturday I have a baby shower and I am pretty sure the whole day will be emotional for me but I am going to try and make the best of it and be as happy as I can for my friend, it doesn't help that I am waking up early that morning for b/w and u/s.  The following two weekends we have weddings, my insemination may fall on the same day as one of the weddings, oh well! 

Since my vacation starts in a little less than two weeks we had really hoped to get away somewhere warm, but doesn't look like it is going to happen because of our crazy schedule.  Maybe we will plan an overnight trip or a few day trips, because my vacation is right in the middle of our 2ww and I know I will go stir crazy sitting at home all week.  February vacation was almost the death of me!

I had my cd 3 u/s and b/w today and they called this afternoon giving me the go ahead.  After seeing my ovaries on the screen (I only peeked for a second, beacuse I didn't want to see them if something was wrong) I drove to work with just a tiny burst of excitement.  It was a feeling I haven't had since we began trying a long time ago.

The nurse told me my ovaries looked good and she could see a handful of tiny follicles on either side.  One of those follicles could mature into an egg, which could be the beginning of our first baby.  It's pretty powerful stuff when you think of it that way!   I am trying to remain calm because I know our chances aren't that great, but they are better then our chances were when we were trying on our own, and better than when we tried Clomid for 2 months, so it is hard to not get a little excited.

This afternoon I got the nurse called with my plan: start 75 IUs tonight through Friday night and I have an appt. Saturday morning at 8:15 to check out my follies and see how they have grown.  I had such mixed feelings tonight.  I can't believe it is here, we have waited for this for so long, and at the same time I CAN'T BELEIVE THIS IS HERE, we are still not pregnant!

I decided I would give myself the injections.  I am kind of a control freak and like to do things my way.  I also wanted to prove to myself that I could do it.  So, I headed into the bathroom upstairs where I had the alcohol swabs, pen, needles, and everything else.  I knew the first one would be difficult, I just wasn't sure how difficult.  I literally was staring in the mirror pinching and prodding at my skin trying to figure out how the heck I was going to do this.  Every few minutes I would walk out and look at P wondering how I was really supposed to do this.  He finally pretended to get mad and came in the bathroom with me, I screamed at him to get out and I announced I wouldn't come out until I did it haha!  Definitely never pictured us having these kinds of conversations when we said "I do!!"

I went up to the bathroom around 8:10 and when I walked out around 8:30 the look of shock on P's face was priceless, he didn't think I would be able to do it!  I am hoping to get it under 10 minutes tomorrow night but we will see.  It didn't really hurt at all, it is more just everything it represents.  Never in a million years did I think I would be in the bathroom sticking needles in my stomach to try and have a baby.  But, here we are, and I did it...