Random Things

Nothing major happening today except for the MILLION little things that have been running through my head all day.  How does a gal NOT think constantly of the little embabies hopefully growing inside her?  Here's a bunch of the random thoughts/happenings of the last few days:

• Monday night (the night after the transfer), I had a case of insomnia.  It was an annoying and boring night.  I went to bed around 9:30 and woke up at 1:30am to pee.  Couldn't go back to sleep until around 5:30am, and then woke up for the day at 6:30.  Thankfully, I wasn't totally wiped out yesterday.  Although I could have been since I took the day off work just for the sole purpose of resting.  I didn't even take a nap!

• Today I went back to work.  During my second appointment of the day, I had my client running on a treadmill.  I always stand right beside it.  While he is running, the floor kind of bounces a little with his footsteps.  Of course my brain starts wondering if those vibrations are good for me, or more like, are they good for the embabies.  Will this effect their ability to implant?  Today is only day 3, and the first 3 days are the most important!  I obviously was not the one doing the impact exercise, but I could feel each step.  Hhmmmm....

• The vibrations from the treadmill are not a lot different from the bumps you might feel while driving a car.  It couldn't have been any different than that, right?  And then I hit a pot hole.  Ouch.  That couldn't have been good!  Oh NO!  Not railroad tracks!!!  That couldn't have been good.  Speed bump?  I better go REALLY slow so I can avoid any jarring.  Amazing how you don't really notice these everyday things until you get those little suckers, I mean embryos, inside of you.

• Under normal circumstances, I should have started my period 2 days ago.  I asked about this the other day.  I asked "what is preventing me from starting my period?"  Dr. W told me that the meds I'm on, the Progesterone in Oil and the Estrace, will keep me from starting my period.  And then of course, I won't have it while I'm pregnant either, so I shouldn't be expecting it any time soon.  However, I keep checking every single time I wipe expecting it to start - or dreading that it will.  Every once in awhile throughout the day, I get that feeling like I've started.  You know, how you can just tell when you've started?  But nope!  It's all good so far.  I've just got to trust that these damn, I mean darn, shots are doing their job.

• I keep feeling like I have "symptoms."  Of course, I KNOW they can't be pregnancy symptoms as it is WAY too early for that, but it doesn't stop me from questioning every little thing!  Mostly, I know that they are just a result of the PIO and probably a little side effect from the invasive procedure of the transfer.  I have felt:
• bloated
• breast tenderness
• stomach cramping
• every once in awhile I get twinges down yonder
• headaches
• lots of itchiness on my belly
• cranky

• In addition to all that, OH. MY. GARSH!!  My hips are so incredibly sore from the nightly injections.  It's only been 6 nights so far.  I cannot even imagine what it's going to be like after 2 weeks.  Even so, I PRAY, that I will have to continue with them for another 3 months.  I want that more than anything right now.  I have massaged the injection site each night and put a hot pad on it for about an hour afterward, but it doesn't seem to be helping.  Today, while working with a client, I leaned up against another machine which is normal for me, and I cried out and shot away from it.  The guy wondered what the heck was wrong with me.  I just told him everything was fine!  lol  I also find laying on my side rather difficult to sleep now.  This afternoon, I envisioned a family member at Christmas jokingly slapping me in the butt or snapping me with a towel.  It was not a pleasant vision.

• Also, my lower glutes have been sore yesterday and today, like they would be sore after a majorly good workout.  But I haven't done a hard enough workout to make me that sore in a long time.  The only thing I can think of is that they are sore from clinching so hard trying not to pee myself after the transfer. 

• Today I told my Mom not to ask me the question of if I'm pregnant.  She knows what we are doing.  She knows my sister is helping.  She does not know the time line of everything though.  I told her we won't know for awhile yet, but please don't ask about it because that is not how I would want to make the announcement that we are pregnant.  She didn't really understand, so I tried to explain it to her.  I told her that nothing about us trying to get pregnant is normal.  I want to at least be able to experience being able to make that announcement like a normal person would.  I will tell her if it works, and I will tell her if it doesn't, but I want it to be on my terms.  She still really didn't understand, but agreed anyway.  I think she was just really confused.

• It's not just me.  Hubby keeps asking me if I am feeling pregnant yet.  Every time I call him during the day (which is only once, maybe twice a day, if at all) he thinks I'm calling with pregnancy news.  Like I'm supposed to magically be able to tell if I'm pregnant.  I can't blame him though, when my thoughts run exactly the same way.

I think this just about covers everything, but in a much condensed version of the way my brain has been thinking lately.  There is only 12 more days of over analyzing every little thing and wondering whether we are going to be pregnant or not.  PLEASE, please, please!!!!!