Dildo cams, growing eggs, and frozen pre-seed – oh my!

Currently, it is a frigid – 28C outside, but it feels like -39C with the wind chill (For you Americans, that means it feels like -38.2F). BRRRRRRR

Even with the clomid crazies, I still have my sense of (in)fertile humour. This morning while texting my bestie, who lives in balmy Toronto, I told her I hoped my eggs didn’t freeze on the way to my appointment. Hahahaha. Lame. I know, but whatever keeps me laughing is what I need right now.

CD 10. Follicle monitoring ultrasound #1.

My largest follicles are measuring 13. The Clomid must have worked since I’m measuring about a week sooner than my last drug-free cycle.

Our game plan is to get reacquainted with the dildo cam at 8 am on Monday morning. By then, my follicles should be measuring large enough to trigger ovulation. At this appointment, we will also go over how/when to give the HCG shot.

My guesstimate for first IUI: Wednesday December 11.

As I sit here digesting all of this information, I all of a sudden realize…

OMG what if my pre-seed freezes?

Yes folks. You got it right. Clomid made my cervical mucus not-so-normal anymore.

I won’t deny. I used to be proud of how textbook my CM was. If there was a CM contest, I would have submitted a photo. Perfect egg white. Every time… until now.

This week, I sent my hubby on a manhunt throughout our city to find pre-seed – the only fertility friendly lubricant. My hubby came home empty-handed and grumbled that he was never doing that again. He even asked two pharmacists for their help and checked three different pharmacies.

All our local stores are sold out???? Even though the one website said 5 in stock! Seriously, how does pre-seed disappear like that? Or is society just not willing to admit how many (in)fertiles actually live here?

Anyway, I turned to my best friend Mr. Google and found makeababy.ca – a Canadian company that sells pre-seed and also offers Xpresspost shipping. Bingo!

My fertile-friendly lubricant should arrive before Monday. And if it’s not frozen to my mailbox when I get home, I am seriously contemplating working from home on Monday to await its arrival.

Oh the crazy things us (in)fertiles do!

A clomid mind haze

Is anyone else EXHAUSTED on clomid???

Yesterday was CD 6, Clomid Day 4.

Normally, I go to sleep at 10:30-11 pm. Last night, I could barely keep my eyes awake when I climbed into bed at 8:30 pm.

I slept like a baby til 1:30 am. Then, I kept waking up to crazy dreams and hot flashes until I finally crawled out of bed at 8:15 this morning.

I worked from home today and took an hour nap this afternoon. I love sleep, but I am NOT a napper. And besides after sleeping for almost 12 hours, I shouldn’t need a nap the next day.

Oh, Clomid! When will your craziness stop? 

Good thing is: I’m done clomid for this cycle.

Still counting down the days until my follicle monitoring on Friday… *yawn* 

Clomid Round 1: Welcome to my no pants party!

CD5. Clomid Day 3.

Stuffed pig? Fat cow?

The abdominal bloating started on the first day I popped that magic pill. I got home from work and my jeans felt a little tight. So, I undid the button. Next, I unzipped them. Finally, I gave up and sat in my undies all night. I’ve done the same thing for the past 3 nights.

Tomorrow, I have a Christmas schmooze-fest with work clients to attend. I’m NOT looking forward to squeezing into business attire when I’ve gone from lulus to undies all weekend long.

Oh, hello ovaries!

For the first time in my life, I feel like I am constantly aware of the location of my ovaries. The bloating increases and decreases throughout the day. When it’s at its peak, my ovaries are almost tingly.

Try convincing two chihuahuas to NOT sit on their Mama’s lap. It hasn’t been going well.

Bring out the velociraptor

I had one grumpy episode yesterday morning and a complete melt-down this afternoon. Yesterday when my hubby was asking what was wrong with me, I told him to leave me alone because the velociraptor had arrived.

Where did velociraptor come from? I have no clue – except the image of a vicious dinosaur ripping the heads off anyone who pissed me off kept coming to mind. Yes, fertility drugs make you slightly crazy.

After this afternoon’s meltdown, I had a nap on the couch. I woke up to the smell of mint chocolate brownies. My husband is a freakin’ genius. Feed the velociraptor chocolate and she will be happy. On that note, I’ve also eaten way too much chocolate this weekend.

Overall, it hasn’t been horrible. The bloating is the most uncomfortable part. I’m hoping it goes down once I’m done the pills. Two more to go…

First follicle monitoring ultrasound is Friday. Come on ovaries! Show me the good stuff!