Well. I made it. I'm on day 17 of the 18 day wait. There has been no spotting (last cycle I had very heavy spotting starting on day 16.). My nipples continue to be dark. I feel stretching in my lower abdomen. I was ridiculously tired yesterday. I've been visualizing what the nurse will say what she calls. I have yet to be tempted by the pee sticks.
Shit shit shit shit shit. I'm pretty god damn nervous about tomorrow. I'm feeling really positive. I'm pretty nervous that if things don't happen as expected, I'm going to be totally crushed. But, I think I have little Rational Cece in the back of my mind reminding me that it won't be the end of the world if this cycle didn't work out.
This weekend was perfect. We played cards, we knit, we did a bunch of sewing. Everyone loved the cabin, we laughed a lot and all the food that prepared was a hit! On the way home, Aaron and I spent some time with his father - and we watched 8 Below (that movie about the dogs who survive months in Antarctica all by themselves?). I cried the whole way though. I'm such a sucker for dog movies like that.
Tomorrow morning I go in for my blood work, and I think I should hear by early afternoon. I have completed knitting my lucky socks, I have the lucky penny I found the day of my embryo transfer in my shoe, and I will have little Z with me. Let's pray for a good April Fool's day, shall we?