I had been writing a CD update on Friday, but got distracted when I started writing about family. Writing about family takes just as much creative energy as talking to family. Tonight’s post will be short, too, as I’m pooped after yet another day of kitchen renovation*.
I saw Dr. Hope on, um, I guess Friday (all the dildo cam dates are starting to bleed together) and the news was not super encouraging. We seem to be doing too good a job of keeping me from hyper stimulating – I have one measly 9 mm follicle and a lining of 5 mm.
Despite this, Dr. Hope was still hesitant to hike up my dosage from the lowly 37.5 iu of Gonal. I go back on Tuesday at 4:30 p.m. for another scan. He says we will continue stiming until about CD 20. If there is still poor response then we will call this cycle quits.
I’m trying hard to stay upbeat about this. All we are doing is biding our time until his IVF clinic opens in the new year. Right?
I had been doing a fantastic job at not freaking out until yesterday when we went with two families, each with one year-old boys, to a pumpkin patch. What the fuck was I thinking??? Tons of adorable children and pumpkins everywhere. Oh My Gah!
I photograph one of these families on a regular basis and brought my camera thinking I could get some cute family shots amongst the pumpkins. Instead I spent the afternoon taking photos of goats and pigs. Why? Because for some reason these barn yard animals made me terribly happy to be where I am today. They made me remember why sometimes it is good to be the grown-up without a baby. While my girlfriends chased their sons, I quietly escaped with my camera and fed weeds to the critters. I love quiet time with my camera and realize that it will be a thing-of-the-past once we have a baby. (A welcome thing-of-the-past, mind you!)
I know that everything will work out for the best. I just wish it would hurry up, already. In the meantime, I think I will go
devour enjoy a vegan date bar** and feed my cats, who are almost as fun to feed as cute goats and pigs.
* If any of y’all are considering renovating your own kitchen, do yourself a favor and contact me first. I have been living amongst pots, pans, and pantry items for weeks now. This week we are short one kitchen sink and I found myself forced to wash lettuce in the bathtub and heat take-and-bake pizzas in the oven. Someone, please send pre-washed produce STAT!
** Vegan Date Bars have become my hormone crazed food of choice. So moist, so sweet, so oaty. I need to learn to make my own that do not contain a pound of vegan margarine. Maybe once the kitchen is done…