Woohoo...it's my birthday

I wish I could report on something fantastic or completely awesome that happened today. Aren't birthdays supposed to be fantastic and awesome? Mine has been very low-key and I am perfectly happy with that. This weekend has been kind of stressful. I had my mid-cycle ultrasound Friday morning. They doctor found two good follicles. He didn't say anything about the "cyst" he found two weeks ago, which either meant he didn't look for it OR it was no longer there (which is what I am hoping for).

Yesterday morning, I had to be at the specialist bright and early to make a "delivery" for Scott. I waited there for an hour and a half, then had my first of two round of IUI done. I should have taken it easy and just put myself on bed-rest for the rest of the day, but my yard looked like a jungle. I mowed for two hours and can now forget about the yard for a week ( I hope). This morning was round two of IUI. After the "delivery" Scott took me to breakfast at W@lly W@ffle. I was not happy with my choice...I really thought I was getting a waffle, but I must have read the decision wrong. So after breakfast, we headed back to the specialist for the procedure. My Cytotec must have really worked its magic last night, because it was the quickest insemination yet. Dr. Maseelall is quickly becoming my doctor of choice at that office. She is so nice, positive, and supportive.

We came home and I watched Scott play with Oliver for a while, then we all took a nap on the couch. I needed to rest so my body could relax and hopefully the eggs will meet in the middle. Now the dreaded two week wait starts. This month is critical for us. Our specialists only recommend three rounds of IUI before looking into other options. Well, they must not have been looking at my chart, because this is my fourth round of it. If this month is not successful, I don't know what we are going to do. My heart will be broken and my spirit will be crushed.

So, now that I have wasted half the day away, I am going to get up and moving. Time to enjoy the hanging flower pots that Scott bought me for my birthday.