1DPI

I had some vicious paranoia yesterday morning about this cycle... Typically, I'm not the type to do that - to think that something has failed before it has even begun - but yesterday was bad. Normally I would tell you all about it, but I made the decision not to go into all of my (possibly flawed) reasoning here, because you know what? It's not good for me to obsess and rationalize and obsess some more. It's bad, negative energy and I refuse to feed it this month. There, I put my foot down. I will not feed you, monster. Get out of my head. 

This month is going to work. My love and I cannot fail. 4 eggs + 2 insems + 80.4 million motile sperm + enough estrogen to get a small horse preggers = 1 (+1!) baby of our very own.

I ate my pineapple. I popped my prenatal vitamin and added the DHA supplement I have been keeping in the box until I get a positive test (that stuff is pricey!). I even ripped the tags off the baby things I told D not to rip the tags off in case we need to return them. I am open and hoping with no holding back (mostly... hey, it's a process).

Welcome, welcome, welcome.

♥ N