There is not much to report this side.
Besides having really, really sore bbs, and getting fatter by the nano-second, I am my usual symptom-free self. (I know the sore bbs could be from the injections, even though I like to kid myself that it’s because I might be pregnant). How the hell would I know? I never have been pregnant. Boo hoo hoo. Yes, I am feeling sorry for myself.
I am getting increasingly nervous as another 2ww draws to a close. Okay, I still have 5 more days until it’s officially over, but I keep thinking that, surely I would have felt something by now? A tweak? A twinge? Anything?
I have just read an article about a single woman who fell pregnant with her 1st IUI, using donor sperm – with twins! By 11dpo she had a positive HPT, albeit it a very faint one. She now has two beautiful little girls. I am already on 9dpo, and not a sausage. Man, I really hate all this waiting around. It feels like a Lotto draw, and I’m never the lucky millionaire. I know I shouldn’t mope. There are others in a much worse position than me.
On the upside Baby Blues has just started her 2ww. Pop over and give her some support. She received my book, so at least that should keep her busy for a while. Bea is hanging in there with her early pregnancy. She could use an encouraging word as well, I’m sure.
I’ll be okay. I promise. It’s a passing phase.