We're off to the races! Bloodwork Friday morning. SIS, trial transfer, s/a Monday. Probably. I have to call the RE in the morning to confirm, but that's what the nurse told me to expect when I talked to her last week. I'm overwhelmingly excited. Everything has gone swimmingly so far. I have a body that's been the opposite of what I've wanted for my entire life... but now it's finally listening. It's doing what it's supposed to do when it's supposed to, and I'm going to ride this wave of bodily obedience to the beach of awesomeness and motherhood.
I'd been down the last couple of days, because there's been a huge wave of pregnancy news from tumblr, FB, IRL, and the news. I've been trying to shelter myself a little bit, because I literally ache when I read or see another update. It's a tight knot right in the pit of my stomach that rises to the back of my throat, bringing tears to my eyes. I'm promise I'm happy for everyone (except Kim K and Kanye... I mean, really???) but I'm ready to join those ranks, too. I've spent almost 11 years of my life waiting to have a baby. I'm tired of waiting.
But that was earlier. Now I feel great. I'm excited about taking some proactive steps. I feel good, I'm ready to go, I have a supportive husband, I have vacation time (and a vacation coming up anyway!), my insurance is great, and I'm optimistic that this is going to work. Woo!
