Category: Wellness

Post-mortem

Scotch. Two glasses of Glenmorangie, the Scotch that I dove into during my trip to Scotland back in 2010, the year before I met my true love. Drinking two glasses of it, neat, at a nearby bar with my husband, letting it swiftly warm my belly and allowing everything to sit off to the side for the day after hell…

The Emotional Body Slam – and Being.

It’s over. Even with the ERA, even with the perfect thyroid, even with two supposedly perfect embryos, it’s over. After two IUIs, six donor egg IVFs, and a devastating miscarriage during cycle four as we approached 9 weeks, we are taking the summer off to determine if and when there will be next steps towards family building. “If I kept…

6dp5dt (AKA ignorance is bliss)

6dp5dt is here. Well into the needless HPTs, today being my husband’s Sunday, it meant that focusing on other things beyond the imminent news of this final round was of VITAL importance. So it was kind of a rad day, with things of ultimate distraction like… Making homemade cinnamon rolls for the first time and dunking them in the last…

5dp5dt: (AKA Yer killin’ me smalls!)

5 days. Implantation should be complete, and cells that become the placenta and fetus should be starting to develop. Over the next 3 days, HCG should start secreting into the blood stream and dammit, I am testing daily now for those magic two lines…all because of forums with some saying they got their positives this early. Oy vey. But whatever,…

4dp5dt (AKA: mantras, mantras, mantras)

It is a gloriously sunny morning here in P-town as we kick off 4dp5dt. My lower belly feels that weird sort of heavy it tends to feel around this time, I slept like a rock most of the night (thanks to the Benadryl protocol, two of those before bed seem to pleasantly offset the insomnia of Prednisone), until the Progesto-dreams…

2dp5dt (AKA: Feeling blissful)

My last time being at 2dp5dt and I know that this means blastocyst(s) should be continuing to hatch and starting to attach itself/themselves to the lining of my uterus. Twinges? Sure. But again, I’m chock full of hormones, so what-evah. Fortunately, my intestinal fortitude is strong after yesterday’s yuckiness (which I purely attribute to the shit-quality brunch we had that…

1DP5DT (AKA: Last Cycle? Screw the Rules.)

I was thinking about how there are so many damn articles and blog posts about “what NOT to do” during the TWW after the embryo transfer. Everyone obsessing that you shouldn’t do X or Y and making all these rules that frankly are incredibly subjective. So for this final cycle… Here are a few listed on umpteen blogs and articles…