Barb-




WHOOHOO!!! SO happy for you girl! I pray there is a sticky baby growing in there. Did you ever do a HPT? I would, even if the bloods confirmed it, just so I could FINALLY see those two pink lines.
TLK-I know this is a little late, but welcome. I hope you get your sticky BFP in the next few days.
Mirolee- You and I are very close together. I am 6 DPO today. I hope we both get our BFP's and you won't have to start on clomid.
Laura-Yey for the new house! It was so nice when we bought our own home. And congrats on AFs arrival (didnt think those words would ever come out of my
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fingers?

). I hope this new cycle brings you renewed hope and a swift and sticky BFP.
AFM- Where to start
Well, as I said before, I am 6 DPO, but I am POSITIVE I ovulated twice this month. My FS said the meds could stay in my system for up to 3 months, so it wouldnt be super surprising. On Thursday, the same day as my pos OPK, I had mild cramping and spotting, then on Saturday, I had the same thing. We bd Sat, Sun, Tues, Wed, Thus (+OPK) and that was it. So hopefully I hit at least one of those eggies.
Then yesterday, I got a call from my FS (FINALLY) about DH

results from the last two IUIs. Count: GREAT! Motility: GREAT! Morphology: Not so great
but not terrible either. Its a 6. Anything under that is bad, but normal is a 9 or better. They said that we could still conceive naturally, but if we did IVF, wed have to do ICSI also. Which I already figured.
Last night, I had such a realistic dream about being in the hospital with our new baby. She was so small and I can still remember the feel of her in my hands. Kind of depressing.
FINALLY (sorry girls, hope I havent bored you to death by now), Saturday was my SILs baby shower. On the drive over, I was completely fine. All day, I was fine. I thought, I can do this! I wont be sad or weird. It will be a good time. HA! I get there, and as soon as I walk in the door, my mood takes a turn for the worse. Im instantly depressed and I try to distract myself by talking to DH step grandmother. Then I started to notice the presents and everything just hit me. I was literally there 10 minutes before I had to hastily grab my stuff and bolt out the door. I just started driving
which probably wasnt the safest thing Ive ever done since I was hyperventilating and bawling my eyes out all at the same time. I decided to go to my parents house b/c I knew they would be so supportive, and honestly, I just wanted to crawl in my mom or dads lap and just cry. They, of course, were not home. So I just sat in their driveway for 45 minutes and cried. It was awful. I was so embarrassed and jealous and angry and just sad. I pray our turn comes quickly. Man this blows.
