So the 21st marked cycle day one. I started my five day, double dose, of Femara on Monday, the 23rd. I haven't really had any side effects from the Femara. I think I have a tendency to be even MORE sensitive than usual, but then again that could just be me. But nothing that stands out, which I have to say is a relief. Cycle day 12 falls on August 1st which means the IUI, if all goes well, will be on August 2nd and pregnancy test number three, will be on August 13th!!! Not only is that my little sister's birthday, 13 is also me and Vance LUCKY NUMBER. Our pre-marriage anniversary was March 13th, Vance's birthday is May 13th and my birthday is July 13th. At this stage of the game, you cling to anything that gives you a shred of hope, so this is my shred!
And by my terrible calculation, that would put our due date in March, right? I do this who calendar thing every time we go through this process, and I'm starting to feel like I shouldn't. But then when I think about NOT doing it, I wonder if that means I'm losing faith. WHEW, talk about an internal struggle. :(
To end on a happy note, come on LUCKY NUMBER 13!
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