Thursday, November 20, 2008

The green light at last

At long last after twelve long months of knicker watching and ewcm charting, eight months of home injecting, four months of clomid popping and all the associated angst, we have been given the green light to go. All I'm waiting for now is the Goddam witch to arrive so that can get this party started.

I've got my prescription for five days of clomid @ 150mg per day at the ready. I went online today and ordered a ten pack of opks, a ten pack of hpts and a six pack of pre seed. Maybe I should pop down to the offie for a six pack of beer as well just to get us in the mood. Did I ever think when we started off on this baby making journey way back in the spring of 2006 that it would involve such a plethora of pharmaceutical goods? Erm, no, actually. I thought all we would need would be a glass or two of wine (enough to get in the mood without getting comatose), a nice bit of nookie and Bob's your uncle, or rather Jane's your Mammy and John's your Daddy. I never thought it would get to the stage that I'd end up on first name terms with my local pharmacist, a fertility specialist, my gynaecologist's receptionist; or that I would end up having repeated rendez vous with a dildo cam. But such is life.

So as of this month, we have graduated into a class of real ttc'ers. I'm already looking to the calender and trying to figure out will John's work's Christmas do coincide with my ovulation date, and if so, will he co-operate and stay off the beer for the night, or will I have to take advantage of him in his drunken state? If this cycle goes like the last one, my next visit from the red menace will be due around December 23rd. I'm trying not to get my hopes up, because I know if I build myself up too much the let down will be great, especially on Christmas week. But isn't it the time of year for magic and wishes coming true? So Santa, if you're reading, I've been a very good girl all year, and I promise to go to bed early every night between now and Christmas, so can you please bring us a BFP?


Xbox4NappyRash said...

I really don't know how healthy it is that I'm delighted for ye right now!

Preseed eh... That's one for Hubby to tell down the pub?

"Jaysus lads, you'll never guess what she brought home last night"

The very very very best of luck.

Feebee said...

You have been a very good girl! Good luck!!!

Anonymous said...

Make sure you post your letter to the North Pole!
Wishing you lots of luck

Anonymous said...

"...Been an awful good girl, Santa Baby,
So hurry down the chimney tonight

Think of all the fun I've missed,
Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed;
Next year I could be just as good
If you'll check off my Christmas list..."

Fingers very crossed indeed.

Sarah said...

Oh, thats awesome! My fingers are crossed for you! If Santa doesnt bring you your BFP...I think we should lynch him!

Big hugs!