Monday, January 23, 2012
Tom Petty is Correct
Come on sing it with me!! The waaaaaiting is the hardest part!!
It's 5 days past the transfer. I took on the attitude that I am pregnant until a test proves I'm not. It's been fairly easy. Sure, I still have my tense moments wondering how I'm going to wait until Friday, but for the most part I've been able to remain fairly calm. I was a complete couch potato from the time we got home from the transfer until today. I am returning to work today, and I'm more then ready to get out of the house.
Here's an exciting run down of what I've been up to: I finally finished Breaking Dawn (really didn't enjoy this book compared to the first 3). Watched several movies (I hope you can't laugh out an embryo because Bridesmaids is hilarious. I love Kristen Wiig). Caught up on Grey's and Pan Am. Cheered on Baltimore and the 49ers (both lost). Played several mindless games on the iPad. You get the picture. Lots of R&R. I've done all I can do.
I've been analyzing every twinge, feeling, cramp and twitch I've experienced over the past few days. I hope they amount to something rather then just my mind playing tricks on me.
I made my work schedule open around the time I assumed the pregnancy test would be. Well we know what we say about people who assume... The test falls on Friday. I work Friday night. How convenient. While I have promised myself to be patient during the 9 day wait (who knew 9 days could take soooooo long?!), Collin and I decided I should pee on a stick (POAS) on Friday morning. I can't bare to think about being home alone when I get the phone call to know my fate. At least this way, we'll have an idea of what the results will be so we can both prepare ourselves. If it's negative, and I am a mess, which I suspect I will be, I have decided I will call in sick Friday. No one at work knows what's going on, and I don't know if I'll be able to keep it together for 12 hours with the bad news lingering in my head.
However, until all of this happens, I'm just going to try to stay blissful and think positive. Collin has been awesome at cooking, doing laundry, and taking care of everything so I've been able to focus on relaxing. How many times have I heard I just need to relax in order to have a baby?! I'm giving into that dreaded advice and hoping it helps this time :) The progesterone shots haven't been too bad; my massage massively helped my extremely sore lower back area. Now I can tolerate them because I feel like we're doing them for a reason. Sure it's a 1 1/2 inch needle going into my back, but I'm doing it for the little baby/babies that surely must be growing in my uterus. Sounds crazy, but it works.
I also have to share this interaction I had with Collin. He went upstairs to fetch my estrodiol medication for me and came down with one of his infamous 'I'm up to no good' grins. I asked him what he was smiling about and it went something like this:
Me-Seriously, what's so funny?
C-Well, uh, never mind.
Me-No tell me what you are laughing at!
C-Well, I've only had two anatomy and physiology classes, so I'm not an expert, but how many vaginas are you supposed to have?
He handed me the med bottle and pointed to the label. We both busted out laughing.
He's been amazing helping me stay sane the past 5 days. 5 days down. 4 days to wait.