CD1. Again.

AF decided to rear her ugly head last night, right on schedule. I had been spotting super lightly since Monday, and finally started cramping yesterday afternoon. My acupuncturist said my pulses felt like I was about to pop- lovely, huh? Cramps have been pretty awful since last night which I honestly wasn't expecting considering we were only on 12 days of BCP. I realized though, that it had been two weeks since my last CD1 that we actually started BCP, so this cycle ended up being a near perfect 30 days. Go figure! Hoping beyond hope (like every time) that this is the last CD1 for quite some time.

We moved our monitoring blood draw and ultrasound until tomorrow to give things a chance to clear out a bit more, so we'll find out tomorrow morning what the saline sono status is. Has anyone heard of their RE not wanting to do one in the same cycle as a transfer? Just curious.

Let the games for FET #2 begin!

Other than that, just plugging along. An IRL IF-er friend suffered a devastating 19-week loss yesterday, so I've been having a bit of trouble coming to terms with that. I feel ridiculous for having problems MYSELF with something I didn't, nor ever have, experienced, but I still am. This poor woman had been through so many of the same things I had, and we transferred just two days apart back in December. My heart aches for her and her husband. More so than I thought I would.

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Other than THAT (and because I need to move on so I don't cry again today), I thought I'd share a few pictures of what's been going on lately. I love taking pictures. And I love seeing pictures I've taken. So you get to, too :)

So much fun. Saw it the day it came out :)
We kept joking that they were going to make us come
back the next day to see the "Games"

I have been making a few of these green smoothies.
You seriously can't taste the spinach!

This kept me very busy last week.
Very.

My flippin' hero today.
(not paid to say that)

Did I mention that THIS happened?
The day after I turned 30?
Ooops.
It did.