Hang on, Its Cycle Day 2

And so the ride begins. 

Toddler T and I were lucky enough to have a sleepover party with Mana last night (my mom). While Mr. T was out of town on a fun golf work trip, I needed to get to an early morning doctors appointment. So, Mana packed a bag and slept in the guestest room (at least that's what Toddler T called it).  

I had one awkward moment during my blood draw. The poor nurse just couldn't seem to find a vein and all the while 1 Stick Wonder Betty was pacing around the blood draw room. I wanted so badly to just please ask Nurse Betty to step in and get the job done sans the under the skin fishing for the vein. But, I thought that might be in poor taste. So, I waited until the Nurse couldn't do and then Nurse Betty flashed me a smile and bam- 1 Stick! Done and Done.  I wonder if I can just page Nurse Betty everytime I need blood work done. She knows that she's the only one who gets on the first try and so do I. 

I find this clinic to be so official. Because I am officially starting today, I got a mini-physical. Blood Pressure, Height, Weight (So not fair to be weighed after Mr. T has been out of town for 5 days and I've been living off of kid-friendly food and not my diet!).  Ultrasound was good and the blood work just came back. I am good to start my stimulation medications tonight. 

I am trying to take it one day at a time. I feel slightly less crazy and I think it has something to do with dropping the Lupron. I received an email from a family member who pointed out that everything is growing in the spring and why should I be any different. I want this to be my cycle. I would love to look at Mr. T and know that we were past all of this. 

This morning as I was waiting to be called back for my blood draw, a couple walked out of the back office and checked out. I noticed that they were holding a tell-tale 3x5 inch grainy picture. I heard the girl tell the receptionist that they were so surprised the baby was bigger since their last ultrasound and soon they'd be 'graduating' to her ob/gyn.  I was a little surprised by my reaction. I wasn't jealous. I thought, "Good for you! Congratulations on graduation!" I tried to imagine Mr. T and I leaving the clinic with a grainy picture of our Tiny T and I couldn't. And that made me sad. The weird thing is, I can't imagine it, not because I think that day will never come. But because I am so guarded. I can only look at the next step. Not the bigger picture. My graduation day will be to make it to Egg Retrieval. Right now, I envision, that I will wake up, groggy and disoriented and Mr. T and Dr. Neutral will both be talking about retrieving a fair amount of good looking eggs. Baby Steps.

I left the appointment to go home and bring Toddler T to nursery school. Today was his Easter Egg Hunt and Party. I then turned around and drove to the speciality pharmacy to pick up $800 worth of drugs. Then right back to school to pick him up to go back to Target. I needed to refill my prenatal vitamin and finish off some Dollar Aisle Easter Basket Shopping.  A few things about the Target Pharmacist. 1. I no longer need to tell him my name. 2. He informed me that the prescription for my prenatal vitamin had expired. I laughed and said, "Wow, that's how long I've been at this without being successful." Maybe that was over-sharing, but I got the script in August of 2010. At least I'm not worried about having low folic acid levels.

Now I'm home. Toddler T is napping. I am counting down the minutes until Mr. T arrives. This has been the longest time he's been away, but it has also been the easiest. This year, I wasn't working and being a single mom. And, Toddler T is getting to be more kid and less baby. We Faced-Timed Daddy and he thought that was pretty cool. But still, let's be honest after 5 nights and 6 days of single parenthood... I'm ready for a break.