Trigger Done!

my scan

I wasn't thrilled with today's ultrasound, but it wasn't a pure disappointment, either. Like 3 of my prior 4 cycles, all the action was in my right ovary - two nice follicles, one at 18 and the other at 21. My estradiol was only 220, though, which makes me think just one of those is doing anything. I'm always a little worried about the right ovary. I've had a cyst on there for about 3 years, and while it doesn't do anything, I wonder if it keeps the follicles from developing normally on that side. My left ovary has only ever done anything one time - the time I got pregnant with Finn. So I'm not feeling terribly optimistic about this cycle.

 I just took my trigger shot, and my IUI is scheduled for Thursday at 9am - CD 12. Also not leaving me feeling very optimistic that it's a day earlier than my last IUI. But I'm going to try to stay positive and hope for a BFP in about 2 weeks!

 When I was trying to get pregnant with Finn, it seemed like everyone around me was pregnant. And then when I had my miscarriage, it seemed like everyone around me was getting pregnant accidentally. I had to count on both hands the number of accidental pregnancies that I found out about during those few months between my miscarriage and my BFP. I remember mentioning that to LB (the friend who accidentally got pregnant a few weeks after my miscarriage), and she said, "That's just because you're hyperaware, and noticing it more. It happens around you all the time, only you don't usually notice."

 Since I'd been thinking about getting pregnant for years, I wasn't too sure that was true. Nope, it seemed like the universe was conspiring to make me crazy. So I decided to make sure I paid attention to the number of accidental pregnancies I heard about after Finn was born, just so I could prove her wrong. I counted one - a patient that I saw for the first time for her gestational diabetes.

 In the past two weeks I have had 4 friends tell me they were unexpectedly, accidentally pregnant. Four.  

It is true. The universe has nothing better to do than drive me crazy. Of course I'm happy for them, and it was definitely easier at dinner tonight be able to smile and gush over the two pregnant bellies I did not expect to see that it would have been two years ago.  But still.  Four.  Really?