9 DPO and dying

Today is 9 days post ovulation and I AM DYING. 

I'm dying because every single test is negative.

I'm dying because I want to know.

I'm dying because we DON'T know.

I'm dying because if this one didn't work, our donor is out of ICI prep specimens and only has IUI.  IUI at home just seems like something really difficult to do.  I have trouble threading fucking needles! 

So I'm dying.  'Tis it.

*faints*

-M

CD 17

This cycle is rough.  That is an understatement.  It is our first cycle trying, and having a typically late ovulation sucks.  Like... A lot.  We got the dreaded flashing smiley face this morning, along with a very negative strip OPK.  2.5 hours later she got the darkest line we have seen this cycle.  That has to be a good sign, right?  She will take another one this afternoon with a 4.5 hour hold.  I am almost too terrified of being let down to be hopeful.  

-M

Introduction

My sanity.  Definitely something that I need to constantly hang onto...

I have been toying with the idea of starting a blog for awhile, and I think now is the time.  I usually find solace in putting my thoughts down into words.

So here we are, two lesbian twentysomethings trying to conceive our first child (well - her first.  My fourth...).  It is incredibly nerve-wracking and I am definitely losing sleep over it!  We are using frozen donor sperm and have a very small time window.  If that isn't enough pressure, we currently have about $1,000 (give or take!) of sperm hanging out on or back porch.  No pressure.

-M