So our plan was to do all of the rest of the preparation that Big Scary Fertility Center requires in June, and start IUIs in July. Then we realized it was a little nuts to try to fit in day 3 bloodwork, an HSG, and a GYN exam all during Roo’s last week of school…which also happens to be the week before we leave for Italy. So now we’ll do most of that stuff in July. Which means the next IUI won’t be until August.
This change of plans makes a lot of sense, but I’ve been through a few days of feeling really down about it. If we’re not even starting to try for months, it feels like we’ll never ever get pregnant. I would like to have a baby NOW (or, preferably about 3 months ago, which was when things with Tadpole started feeling more manageable). And if we don’t try until August, the earliest possible due date would be a full year from now.
After a few days of grumpiness, I’m doing a little better. I’m excited about the more intensive monitoring that BSFC will provide. And there’s a rumor out there that there’s better odds in the first few cycles after doing an HSG. So maybe when we do get started again we won’t have to do too many more cycles.
Oh, and there’s the fact that Roo and I are going to Italy soon. It’s one of those things that has been in the distant future for so long that it’s hard to believe that it will really happen. But it looks like it really will. I pick up our final documents from the travel agent tomorrow!
In completely unrelated news, the strawberry plants that I planted in our backyard 4 years ago have taken off and there are now enough of them that we actually get to eat some of the berries before the rabbits. Tadpole likes to wander the yard in his bare feet in the evening, “yookin for wipe stwawbewies.”