Tomorrow is a big day! Tomorrow we transfer our embryo. In other words...I'm getting "knocked up" tomorrow (hopefully).
I'm so excited, as is Doug, of course! I'm not as worried as I would expect to be. Eager to get it over with. Anxious for the waiting to be over. Like a kid waiting for Christmas, I can't seem to think about much else. It was nice when we went on our vacation to Alaska, because I was nice and distracted. But now I'm just hanging out at home with Nora, and I think about it a lot!
I've been on Progesterone for 4 days now. It's a little rougher than I remember. Maybe the estrogen patches are making me more sensitive? The first one we definitely didn't do in the right spot. My butt was SORE for a while. It still is a bit. It felt like someone punched me hard right in the ol' gluteus maximus. We figured out the placement for the subsequent injections, which have been much more bearable. Doug really does a great job with these injections. I could see him in the medical field if he ever wanted.
Well, I'll let you know how it goes! Prayers appreciated. :)