So. Now on CD2. Clomid round 1 fail. And in the past 3 days in which AF graced our home with her presence, 2 additional military families announced their newest pregnancies. I say newest cause they both have 2 older children. This just makes me wanna ingest every piece of chocolate in the continental U.S. in order to either eat all of my feelings into submission or to get theobromine poisoning. I can’t say that I wouldn’t want the latter more.
To top this off, we had the clinic Christmas party yesterday. I was totally looking forward to this little gathering…I even made those lovely sweaters that are in the pic. But then I got to sit with my associate and his wife who will be due in a couple days as well as with an assistant who will be due in 2 months. Guess what all the talk around us was about? Dogs. False. How bout every little pregnancy and baby thing you can even imagine. I began to desperately attempt to participate in the Hubs football discussion while also hiding my ridiculously obvious jealousy.
I cannot wait for this season to be done.
I cannot wait until all the fertiles around me are no longer pregnant or the new proud parents of perfect babies.
I begin Clomid 2 tomorrow. I have literally no faith in the outcome, but am going through the motions so at least we can cross off one more treatment. We did receive approval for our referral to the closer RE, which might be the only positive piece of news currently. Now we prepare to move on with the new RE, although we may still do the first IUI with the Albuquerque RE. Just depends on when the OPK is smiling and if they are open during that window. I kinda hope we can at least try, but if it doesn’t work out that way the next appointment IS on January 16th. My prayers is that the new RE is as aggressive in our treatment plan.