Internets, I feelz pregnant. Not really, I mean, I don’t feel as crampy as I’d like to, and my boobs don’t yet have the shiny, “ouch, don’t look at me!” level of tenderness I’ve come to associate with being sprogged-up.  But I’m thirsty like Death Valley in summertime thirsty.  I’m thirsty like this while I’m [...]

Only symptoms really jumping to the forefront are PIO symptoms – crazy dreams, The Hunger, the Thirst, (and therefore, The Peeing).  But nothing really screams “Woohoo! Pregnant!” to me. And that sucks. Early days, I know, but I’m rather, um, impatient anyway, and have had my hopes up so very high for such a long [...]

So, being the compulsive symptom-watcher that I am, every twinge that’s hitting south of, oh, say, my shoulders has me convinced that this is it!  implantation cramping!  yes! Ahem.  And then I snap back to reality and blink really hard and start obsessing about my sniffly nose.  Sniffles = pregnancy, right?  (And neveryoumind that I’ve [...]

The PIO is really ramping up the hormonal signals to my poor body.  Tender, swollen boobs, super-clear, soft skin (except on my hands where it’s freakishly dry, making me feel like I’m about 90), insomnia, racing heart (which I think is, actually, courtesy of the prednisone), and of course, let’s not forget Easter-Egg-Panties syndrome. I [...]

So it’s begun.  The wait.  OMG the wait, and how am I going to survive it? I will start testing at 9dp3dt, as I always do.  I will start panicking on 10dp3dt, as I always do.  My first beta is on the 12th.  I will try not to have a heart attack until then. I [...]

Nope.  Nothing good to report.  Negative HPT.  Wish I could just have the damned beta test tomorrow to get it done with, because, yes, I’ll still test each morning, and I’ll keep stabbing myself with the needles of pain each night, and I’ll ingest the fucking prednisone (which prescription I’ll need to renew on Monday [...]

How to have a happy family holiday. The main course is, of course, stuffing.  Yeah, yeah, it’s wrapped in a big old honkin’ turkey, succulent breast, plump drumsticks, and all that.  But really, let’s be honest: the point of a family holiday meal is the delectable stuffing which, if prepared right, will take on all [...]

Crampy.  Constipated.  Sore, but not pregnant sore boobs.  Vivid dreams.  Luteal-phase clear skin. Internets, I don’t feel pregnant, I feel premenstrual.   Which bums me the hell out.   And yes, before you jump in to reassure/remind me about the complete inability of an IVFing woman to exhibit anything like rational thought, let alone calmly [...]

Another day past transfer, another symptom/sign to obsess over!  vivid dreams.  like dreams that you could walk into and stay there forever, kind of vivid dreams.  coupled with… restless nights.  waking up many times to pee, or stare at the ceiling, or just pat the dog or the boy.  not insomnia, just not too sleepy. boob [...]

And the day-count marches on and on.  Only a week until I can begin obsessively testing.  Argh.  Let’s see: Early am period-type cramps, centered exactly where my uterus is?  Check. (Though nowhere near as noticeable as I’m hoping they become.) Peeing like mad all night and crossing my legs all day? Check. Sore boobs? Check.  [...]