The beginning of my FET cycle is around the corner. Friday I go for an U/S, then I expect the Clinic will give the thumbs-up to start BCPs. A week or so later I should start the Lupron. Then the Delestrogen and other meds. My uterine lining should get all plumped up and ready to welcome with open arms three gorgeous little embies.
Somewhere inside me I am really REALLY! excited about all of this. I just feel like it is going to work like a well-oiled machine. Like my uterus has just been waiting for healthy little embies to show up, and then all will be well. Like, of course, duh, I will be pregnant by June.
Yet, some other part of me feels....I don't know....indifferent? Unemotional? Maybe it is the fear of being too hopeful. People who are too hopeful tend to have the rug pulled out from under them.
So I calmly stare at the box of pills, vials, syringes and capsules that await me. Maybe it will become more real after my first injection (ouch!). At the moment, though, I am in a weird state of mind.
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