Surprise!

Everyone knows that I'm in limbo land, waiting for AF to arrive so that I can go back on bcps and re-start IVF #2.1. The confusing thing, is that I really have had no idea when she would show up. It's been 3 weeks since I took the last pill for IVF #2.0. It's been 2 weeks and one day since I started spotting heavily. I showed signs of ovulation about two weeks after the last pill (so about one week ago). Did you all follow that? So, my expert estimation had me with about a week left to go before we could get this show on the road.

But then, I had an annoying lower back ache last night. And sitting here at work today, I started to feel crampy. I went to the bathroom, and low and behold, there was good old Auntie Flo!.

People have Aunties in New England. Did you know that? And it's pronounced ontie. I am originally from upstate New York. I do not have onties. I have ants. But I digress...

In any case, this means I could be starting my bcps tonight or tomorrow, which puts us at about 4.5 weeks away from the big event. We could actually get this in before the end of September. Woo hoo!

Of course, I just made Hubby block out the last weekend of September to paint our bedroom. If all goes according to my new plan, I won't feel much up to painting by then! And of course, no good cycle is without it's share of true calender stresses. I was supposed to have jury duty - today in fact. But not knowing how 2.0 would play out, I decided to postpone until I was sure that the cycle would be over, and I would be either happily knocked up or taking some time to seek a second opinion. What date did I choose out of 365 choices, September 22. Which will be approximately Day 7 of stims. Good thing the court house is only 20 minutes from the hospital. Can you imagine? A monitoring appointment on the way to jury duty, and then having to tell the judge...um...if you seat me on a jury that needs me for more than one day, I will not be able to serve due to needing to have a dildocam with a needle shoved up my hooha in the next few days. No, I'm sorry, I can't tell you when yet. I'm waiting for the nurse to call me back..seriously! I'm not even going to dream that I could stim for less than 7 days at this point. There is no sense in truly stressing until I'm actually stabbing the Gonal F into my though twice a day.

Ah! I just can't wait to get this show on the road.

By the way, I treated myself to a pedicure last night, which was awesome. I can't stop staring at my toes. And today, I took a long lunch, because the last week of summer is about as slow as the week between Christmas and New Years, and wandered around Target just for fun. I forgot it was back to school time. It was a little busier than I would have liked. But it was still enjoyable. I bought myself a sexy bra, camisole and panties (you can't call them underwear if they are sexy, right?) just because I wanted to feel sexy to go with my hot pedicure.

All right, I'm starting to veer off uncontrolled. Time to look productive with my limited supply of work for another few hours before I go meet my Resolve friend for dinner.