The wait has gone pretty fast, which I am not too surprised. Between chasing an almost 3 year old, working full-time and my husband ending up in the hospital unexpectedly, it has been a whirlwind. I also planned ahead and orchestrated it all so that a girl's weekend away I planned with 10 other mom friends fell this past weekend which also helped pass the time.
Tomorrow is my quantitative hcg blood draw. I have not peed on a stick yet. I have learned my lesson that it really just messes with my head. I am planning to do a home test though tomorrow morning before going for my blood draw- just to prepare me. Tomorrow is 9dp5dt, so based on my experiences with our fresh IVF#1 and FET #1 I am pretty confident tomorrow's peestick will give me info.
In the symptom department I absolutely feel pregnant. I know enough though to know that the estrogen and progesterone can exactly mimic these symptoms. I have felt nauseous (exactly like I did when pregnant with my daughter), ravenously hungry, moody, extra sensitive, sometimes bloated. Of course, non of this means much due to the cocktail of hormones I am on, but in the meantime it plays with my head.
The hard part about tomorrow is that in the world of infertility there really are only two answers tomorrow- it is either No, you are not pregnant or Maybe you are pregnant- meaning pregnant at the moment, but wait and see. Grrr.. So much waiting.
Today I feel pretty calm. I am glad there is only one more sleep before finding out how this part of our story will go.