Aunt Flo, the bleeding bitch, decided to pop in unannounced today, with no fanfare or symptomology at all (other than the obvious). All of the signs and symptoms I used to rely on for bodily cues are long gone. Sore boobs? Daily occurrence with any estrogen or progesterone supplementation on board. Ute cramps? Can't really distinguish anything anatomically below the waist anymore, it's just a jumble of overripe organs and muscle twitches. Bloating? A mathematical constant. Anyway, the good news is that I can call the RE's office in the morning to tell them day 1 was today. This means day 3 will be Monday, baseline and start of stims. Labor Day? Could it be a sign?*
I thank anyone who took the time to read my previous post - I am not complaining, just observing. This is a complicated and delicate dance we do, infertiles trying to get pregnant, and lots of feelings are involved. I can sincerely understand anyone deciding that reading or commenting on certain blogs is too hard or feels too uncertain. I appreciate any and all support from anyone, whether still barren like me or a miracle of modern science and finally knocked up. I'll try to keep giving it, too.**
* I am not superstitious, but I am TOTALLY going to follow some rituals this cycle for kicks. So, Labor Day baseline is good. I am going to see U2 in Chicago next weekend, which for some reason feels like good mojo. And I'm adopting a few habits I've read from some successfully knocked up bloggers. High protein diet for stimming. Acupuncture (did this last time, will repeat). Pineapple on the day of transfer. Actually, can someone explain that to me? That seems so random. I don't love pineapple, but if you can give me a semi-solid reason I will absolutely do it. Am I missing anything good? Or at least comical?
** Let's all pinky swear not to post that shit on facebook, for everyone's sake. Saw another pregnancy post today, from a chick much younger than me working on her 4th or 5th kid. Her initial tease post was "Oops, we did it again." And when no one took the bait, she provided a maximum-word post with number of weeks, what genetic tests, gender, the whole works. As Christian Bale would say, "GOOD FOR YOU!"