So the bladder olympics yesterday were a little exaggerated. I was stuck in a meeting with urine up to my eyeballs. Finally I could take it no more and ran to the bathroom for the awkward 5 min wait while the digital opk did its thing. And boy did it! A Round Smiley face reared its cute head, on CD15 – the soonest ever! I sent A. a quick email and instructed her to make an appointment and ran back to my meeting lugging along my cantaloupe-like ovaries.
Fast Forward to 11:25 today- I am walking up to the doctor’s office and pull my new phone out to see what time it is and I’ve missed two calls from A. I’ve missed them because I don’t know how to work my new phone yet since I just got it yesterday. Seems I accidentally set her calls to receive with the smallest possible noise. So, I call A. and she is still at work 20 minutes away – nearly in tears she tells me she has lost her keys. I suggest calling our friend T. who lives nearby and I will talk to the doctor to see if we can push back the appointment. A big no on both fronts. So A. calls crying and asks me not to do the deed without her. We brainstorm and think of another friend, KL, who lives nearby. I decide to go in and at least participate in the wand acrobatics and see if we are ready. 10 mins later, she sends me an email – she is on her way.
Okay so both future moms will be there so we can move on the the deed. Well our doctor is out this morning doing an IVF – so the nurse practitioner sees me – the handsy woman is very very sweet but not too good with the speculum or the ultrasound machine. So first she goes right, and low and behold two mature follicles – one at 18 and one at 29.5!!! Hence the freaking cantaloupe I’m feeling. So then she goes left and there is a nice ripe 21mm. All told three mature baby-possible follicles. Yipes, three? I guess the Clomid worked.
When the deed was done she inserted the i-don’t-know-why-they-call-it-a-sponge-since-its-made-of-plastic sponge and left us alone to cuddle. We cuddled the best you can on one of those crazy tables and headed on our way. On the way back to work we laughed about our friend KL who exclaimed to A., “When this baby starts to talk back to me in those teenage years – I’ll just remind it that if it wasn’t for me, it wouldn’t even be here.”
Hello, TWW. Nice to be here with you vee and jay.
9 Comments
January 15, 2008 at 4:39 pm
luck luck luck
January 15, 2008 at 4:45 pm
Sending lots and lots of babydust
January 15, 2008 at 6:14 pm
I’m jealous – we don’t get a sponge. Not even a plastic one!
January 15, 2008 at 8:49 pm
Awesome. Good luck!!!!!!!!!!
January 16, 2008 at 5:28 am
YAYYYY! Good news! Well at least some of it,
I couldn’t get a hold of hubby yesterday . He finally found 4 missed calls in the course of 30 minutes. Ofcourse being on cd 1, I felt slighted!
his phone is new too! But this is a man who can’t hear a basal thermometer go OFF when it’s right under his nose (obsessing and cross checkin temps) and I can hear it from acrossed the room.
January 16, 2008 at 8:57 am
Lots of luck ladies!
January 16, 2008 at 9:28 am
Maybe it will be a funny story to tell years from now about the insem that worked!!!
Good luck with the 2ww – we’re sending positive baby vibes your way!
January 16, 2008 at 10:43 am
Yay!!! Fingers crossed for you guys!! Glad it all worked out–it can be so frantic, can’t it?
January 17, 2008 at 5:38 pm
18, 29.5, and 21? dear g-d lady, you’re one lucky duck! i’m sure it’s going to be a very lovely month, for you and vee & jay. i’m all crossed for you. ox
*off to catch up on your archives!