Today I am 5dpo. (For you newbies out there that means 5 Days Post Ovulation). We did our very first ever IUI (intrauterine insemination) on Christmas Eve night at around 11:30 p.m. It was such an amazing experience!!!
We were actually on vacation in Colorado for the holidays and were lucky enough to be able to set up an appointment with my sister's favorite OB. (Julie just so happens to work in the Mother/Baby unit at the hospital and has good connections). My OPK (Ovulation Predictor Kit) had showed the smiley face so I knew I'd be ovulating within the next day or so. We called the doctor and he agreed to meet us at the clinic that Friday night. We were in business!
Now I'm in the middle of the dreaded 2ww (2 Week Wait). It's a bit like this... Hmmm... my boobs feel a bit sore... Am I pregnant?? I just cried during that commercial... Am I pregnant? I feel a bit of a cramp... Am I pregnant? It's all very nerve racking and stressful. I'm actually looking forward to getting back to work next week for the distraction. When you're up in front of a classroom of 24 kids, you really don't have time to sit around and worry about TTC (Trying to Conceive).
Thursday, December 30, 2010
And so it begins...
I have never considered starting a blog... until now.
I started off thinking it might be a good idea to journal about my thoughts, feelings, fears, celebrations as I go through this new life change. It was my sister, Julie, who told me I should blog about it. So here goes nothin'...
Last summer, several things occurred in my life: I completed a summer institute and taught a 70 minute Demo that I never thought I could pull off, I trained for and ran a half marathon, and I turned 39. It was all quite a whirlwind.
At some point during all the commotion, I started to get this overwhelming feeling of confidence. I woke up most days thinking I could conquer the world. Somewhere along the way, I started to think, Hm... maybe I need to have a BABY! And then everything went a little crazy.
When I first approached K about the idea, she was a bit skeptical, if not totally shocked. Her first words were, "Whoa, babe! I'm gonna need like a YEAR to process this!" My response? "Uh honey, this old gal doesn't have a year--we need to get on the stick!" (Literally).
So we did.
Our carefree, uninhibited, relaxed little life began to become filled with Internet searches, doctors' appointments, blood tests, sperm bank appointments, donor profiles, more blood tests, etc... This blog will be the chronicles of our journey to become parents.
I started off thinking it might be a good idea to journal about my thoughts, feelings, fears, celebrations as I go through this new life change. It was my sister, Julie, who told me I should blog about it. So here goes nothin'...
Last summer, several things occurred in my life: I completed a summer institute and taught a 70 minute Demo that I never thought I could pull off, I trained for and ran a half marathon, and I turned 39. It was all quite a whirlwind.
At some point during all the commotion, I started to get this overwhelming feeling of confidence. I woke up most days thinking I could conquer the world. Somewhere along the way, I started to think, Hm... maybe I need to have a BABY! And then everything went a little crazy.
When I first approached K about the idea, she was a bit skeptical, if not totally shocked. Her first words were, "Whoa, babe! I'm gonna need like a YEAR to process this!" My response? "Uh honey, this old gal doesn't have a year--we need to get on the stick!" (Literally).
So we did.
Our carefree, uninhibited, relaxed little life began to become filled with Internet searches, doctors' appointments, blood tests, sperm bank appointments, donor profiles, more blood tests, etc... This blog will be the chronicles of our journey to become parents.