Are you familiar with your cervical mucus?
Yes, you know what I’m talking about.
Your lady juices.
Can you tell when things change up down there? When those juices give you Mother Nature’s little hint that you are primed for baby making?
Because I can. I’ve always known when I’ve ovulated in the past, mostly because of the recognizable change in those lovely lady juices.
Not that I spend a lot of time digging around down there, it's just one of those things I've always noticed.
That change took place yesterday, and it left me terrified that I had ovulated.
Terrified that my entire cycle was going to come to a screeching halt.
Not to fear though. Apparently that change is also completely common when you are pumping yourself full of lady hormones.
And I am pumping myself full of lady hormones.
You should see my stomach. I have clearly become a pin cushion.
So when I told my ultrasound tech this morning that I was fearful I had ovulated, she herself had no fear. She explained how totally common this was, and then she pointed out the epicenter of my own cervical mucus on the ultrasound screen.
It was a beautiful moment.
There has been no big O (and I do mean that both ways – I forgot to pack my boyfriend. No wonder I’ve been stressed), and I can rest easy knowing that things are still going according to plan.
OK, so we’re still a little behind scheduled, but at least we’re still on that same schedule.
There were only 6 eggs today between size 10 and 20. Only 2 of those were over 18. (If you don’t know what these numbers mean, don’t worry – neither do I. All I could tell was that we want them all over 18). So, we stay in the holding pattern. I left with a little bag of more meds (since I once again was out), and went on my merry little way.
I have an appointment at 7:15 tomorrow morning, so at least we’ve progressed to daily checkups now.
And hopefully we will schedule a retrieval soon and I will walk away with at least 1 good egg.
Because all I need is 1.
Even though I was suffering from exhaustion after my restless night, I decided to brave downtown and do a little exploring after my appointment. One of my favorite little girls has a birthday next week and I wanted to pick something up for her, but I also wanted to have some time outside of my hotel room.
Some time to breathe in some sunshine and remember that there is life outside of infertility.
I think it did the trick too. I'm feeling a little more level headed today, and less ready to lose my mind.
I did a little shopping at some stores that we don’t have in Alaska, and I spent some time outside sucking in the vitamin D.
And thinking about how my cervical mucus tricked me out of a good night’s sleep.
This is what I get for thinking I know my lady juices.
Or really, for thinking I know anything at all when it comes to this process.
One more day of waiting.
But hopefully the end is in sight.
And I'll be going home with a baby in my belly soon.
ADSPACE
