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I-Day is Upon Us

Quick update... tomorrow is the big day!  I took Clomid last week and had an ultrasound on Tuesday to check the size of my follicles.  It looks like I will have 2 follicles ready to pop tomorrow and took the trigger shot last night.  The insemination is scheduled for tomorrow morning... crazy!

There are a few funny coincidences this time around.  I will ovulate from my left side, with 2 follicles, and be inseminated on a Friday... all of which were also the case when I got pregnant last time.  So I'm feeling good about my "lucky lefty" and my "lucky Friday." :)

It's a little hard to believe how quickly this is all happening.  I kept procrastinating (unintentionally) on making our initial consultation appointment, so that part of it made me feel like we were off to a slow start.  But now, here we are, at a point when I can say "so I might be pregnant on Friday."  Weird.  At least I have that eternal two-week wait to make time slow down again.

I was playing with Caleb outside today, and I realized that this could potentially be his last day as an only child.  And I have no idea how to complete this paragraph because all I can do is keep reading that last sentence over and over.  I've never seen myself parenting an only child, as Mike and I both come from large families, but it somehow feels strange, as if I am slighting my precious little boy by trying to move beyond him.  But I want to know that feeling that other parents describe... where your love multiplies rather than divides.

Being true to my nature, I'm trying to be careful to temper my optimism with the reality that this round may not work, and we could be at this thing again next month.  And lying underneath all of that is the heavier realization that fertility treatment might not work for us again at all, ever.  There is no doubt in my mind that the timing of Caleb's arrival was very God-ordained, and that there was so much purpose in it.  So much so that the fact that this round feels like it is moving so quickly makes it almost seem... flippant.  So I'm trying to slow down and be intentional with my thoughts and interactions during this time.  I definitely also need to pray more.

Please pray for us over the next two weeks (and beyond!) if you are so inclined.  We need wisdom and peace, and desire a positive pregnancy test.  Here we go!

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