It sucks to pull down your pants and be disappointed. I doubt men are disappointed when they pull down their pants. Well, some men probably are, but I think most are just thinking, "Hey, cool. My penis!"
With women, there are some months when you pull down your pants and you are disappointed. This can be because you are on your honeymoon, on a beach vacation, out camping, in a strange bathroom without your purse or similar reasons. For some of us--oh, let's just say it--for me, it's because I know for sure that I'm not pregnant.
I'm trying to be all Mrs. Brightside about this. Okay! We are ready to start the medicated IUIs again! Now this whole Trying To Conceive thing is ON! Now, we mean BUSINESS!
But yesterday I got my blood taken AGAIN (two previous times last month were for pre-treatment testing), I had to wait 1.5 for a nurse to stick a phallic ultrasound object up my girl*, and I started the first type of medication (Clomid, for those who know what that is). In a couple days, I'll start giving myself injections. In. My. Stomach. I will have to do at least four this month. Good times.
It'll be worth it! We had to go through a lot for our first, and she was worth it! We can do this. I can do this. Grin and bare it. Walk it off. Rub some dirt in it. Wear long sleeves so no one things I'm a junkie. Make up excuses so people don't wonder why I keep coming in late... Oh, wait. Those last two weren't exactly Brightside... Get back on the horse. Yada yada yada... You get the picture.
As a side note, is it any wonder I haven't updated my blogroll in FOREVER and I've been bad about keeping up with all my wonderful internet friends' blogs? I really really will make time for both things very soon. I'm just crazy busy at work, at home and at the doctor. So just because you don't see your blog in my blogroll or see my comments on your posts, don't think I don't love you and your blog! I'll be back on track soon.
But as a final Brightside note, the Pumpkin slept through the night last night! So our tally is: 6 nights in a row she slept through, 4 nights in a row up early and had to cosleep, and last night slept through. So at least I've got that going for me, which is nice.
*Was that too much information? Probably. Londo hates it when I am too detailed about these things. His best friend and brother read the site, after all. And so do other random strangers on the internet. But hey, this is what we women have to go through! I consider it a PSA!