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CD 1

Well it’s CD 1. I was hoping we’d get luck with 1 try, but didn’t really expect it to happen that quickly. Looking at J’s chart, I think our timing was pretty good. It’s hard to temp when you co sleep with a toddler who doesn’t sleep, but it seems like the timing was good. We have 2 more vials before we need to buy more and/or figure out a new plan. Onward and upward we go.

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Unfortunately there is no one hit wonder here.

My period started today, just as fertility friend predicted. She’s such a good friend isn’t she. I have a feeling that if this journey takes too long I won’t think of her as much of a friend anymore.

I’m disappointed but not devastated. I knew the chance of a one hit wonder was about 6-10% or so. Which is also the estimated percentages of gay people in the world, how fun.

Wifey has to go out of town next month, and of course it’s scheduled for the week I am supposed to ovulate. What a buzkill. I don’t know her fight info so it’s possible that we’ll be able to squeeze in a try right before she leaves.

The good news is that I tracked all of my crazy symptoms and learned about “ectopic knee pregnancy” Which basically means that if you obsessed over every symptom in your knee, you’d be convinced you had a baby growing in there too. So, next go round I will hopefully be less obsessive and realize what is normal and what maybe isn’t.

The other good news is that I get to enjoy a tasty beverage tomorrow night at my BFF’s birthday party. We’re also going to a hilarious play with her and her hubby tonight so that’s two nights of adult beverages. It’s the little things. I might even go buy a wort chiller so that we can start brewing again, as a consolation prize.

And the journey continues.

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Menstrual or Pregnancy Migraine?

I’m losing hope. After our insemination, two weeks ago tomorrow, I was certain that it didn’t work. I always imagined it would take at least 6-12 months to knock me up. Then, as the days went on and I felt more and more “different” and obsessively started tracking my “pregnancy symptoms” I thought maybe we did luck out and we got knocked up the first time.

I’ve tested everyday since Saturday (10 DPO) and all BFN’s. Then I did some searching and found that most women don’t get a positive that early and started to feel hopeful again. My sister said she didn’t get a positive with her last baby until AF was a week late. There is hope, it’s small but it is there.

Then, this morning I woke up with a migraine. I have had chronic migraines since my tweenhood days. It wasn’t until we started tracking my cycles in preparation for baby making did I notice that I often get them right before my period. Often, not always. I also get them all throughout my cycle so who really knows if they are ever hormone related or not. I am worried that this one is though and I’m getting bummed before my period even gets here. AF is due tomorrow or Thursday.

So, now I sit here and wonder if this migraine is a reaction to dropping levels of progesterone, or if it’s due to the stress of the TWW, or lack of sleep as I have been exhausted lately, or just a random migraine (like 90% of them).

I’m now a pee stick addict so I will probably test again tomorrow, unless of course AF arrives before then.

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A week too late

Yesterday  my boss, who will be called Anxious Yogi from now on, told me not to get pregnant.  She was 100% serious.  She followed it up by saying that she knew she legally couldn’t tell me that, but that she needed me to not be on maternity leave when the feds come for a monitoring visit in the spring….so I really shouldn’t get pregnant.

I just laughed, probably too hard. I’m pretty sure that my face turned beet red and then I awkwardly changed the subject and left her office as quickly as possible so that I wouldn’t accidentally tell her that I could already be pregnant.


She knows we want kids. She doesn’t know I want to be pregnant and certainly not that we are trying. She may or may not have seen an OPK in the garbage or sitting on my desk that one day.

I really like my job. I really like the people I work with (almost everyone here is queer). I really hope that by getting pregnant Anxious Yogi won’t think I am not interested sticking around for a long time. It makes me really frustrated that as a woman I even have to worry about this. I might not even need to worry. I know that Anxious Yogi is very glad that I am here and thinks I am a great asset for our organization. Having the “guess what I’m pregnant” conversation is going to be kind of scary. Too bad I won’t be able to have a couple of beers first ha ha

In other news, it’s 9 DPO. I took a test last night for fun. It was negative, which wasn’t a big surprise, but for some reason it made me feel less impatient and anxious. We’ll test again at either 11 or 12 DPO. I haven’t had very many “symptoms” backache, a bit of nausea and cramping and waking up to pee every night. I never imagined that two weeks could go by so slowly, and we’ve been doing so much to keep us busy. Maybe a two week coma would be a better option? Anyone have a patent for that?

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6 DPO and Distractions

Well, we’ve made it almost halfway through the two week wait. Thankfully we’ve had quite a few distractions, and people, to keep us busy and to help somewhat keep our minds off of testing and symptoms. Let’s be real honest, nothing is keeping my mind off possible pregnancy symptoms.  We have had a lot going on though which makes me vacillate between thinking I am pregnant and thinking that I am an introvert that has been way too social for my poor little introverted self.  Our many distractions:

1 DPO: I had the day off work for Ramadan. I worked on finishing painting our living room wall Never stencil a whole wall ever, it’s a terrible idea that sucks you into the deep dark hole of stenciling and perfectionism and you will start to lose sight of the light at the end of the tunnel. That night we went to the Erykah Badu concert. She is amazing! I also realized that I am getting too old for concerts with young hipsters and thugs. I thought we were going to get shot in the crossfire of a gang fight for about 2 minutes. Luckily the only guns that were drawn were of the pointer finger variety. I’ll be skipping Ludacris next week.

2 DPO: I had the day off work for Ramadan again. I had planned on getting a lot of things done around the house, but J’s friend from out of town was visiting so I spent the day with  her checking out some local shops and then tried and failed to get the car registered. Later that night we went to my sister’s house and got to hang out with our 3 month and 8 year old nieces. The 3 month old is starting to get chubby little thighs, super adorable.

3 DPO: J’s friend was still staying with us, so the three of us headed to the farmers market, a local tea shop, and then I took a nap. I was exhausted all day and felt nauseous a good part of the day. We met up with a pregnant lesbian couple, who are due in a couple of weeks, saw Fruitvale and stayed up way too late. It was a really depressing movie, but so important, you should see it.

4 DPO:  We woke up super late, like past noon late. Yikes. We went on a hike that was almost straight up the mountain. My legs are still sore, it was so beautiful though and great. We need to go on more hikes. I didn’t feel tired or weird at all really.


5 DPO: Back to work. I was so exhausted all day and felt like my brain wasn’t really working properly. I felt some weird pinch/twinge feelings in my lower abdomen, nothing I recall ever feeling before. I’ve also never analyzed my body this much before. After work, I picked up my sister who is visiting from Seattle (well she isn’t really visiting she is here to give a deposition in the case against the woman who hit her boyfriend on his bike-causing memory loss, what a jerk!) and went to visit my dad and step-mom. She has renal cell carcinoma and is one tough cookie, it was good/hard to see her, she’s not doing very well.

6 DPO: That brings us to today. I still feel like my brain is on vacation, but not as bad as yesterday. I noticed egg white cervical fluid…what’s that about?

The big question, when to test? I am debating between Friday (9 DPO) and Saturday (10 DPO) and then the crazy person inside of me says what the hell just start testing on Thursday ( 8 DPO). I need help. Must resist the urge to test.

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Mittelschmerz Saves the Day

This timing insemination business is serious business.

I’ve been tracking my cycles using the fancy schmancy fertility monitor since January. Wifey thought it would be good  to help us pinpoint my wacky ovulation. It’s supposed to “learn” your individual cycles the more that you use it. To be honest, I kind of feel like the opposite is happening. The first month that I used it, I got two peak days. One month I accidentally ran out of sticks, and the last two months have never shown a peak. There might be some user error going on (I’m slightly technologically behind, I just barely got a smart phone), but really this thing is driving me nuts.

Going into our first real live insemination cycle I knew I needed a back up plan. You wouldn’t go into the playoffs without a good backup point guard would ya? I am also terrible at deciphering the darkness of OPK’s. I decided to go with the fancy schmancy smiley face OPK’s, much to Jamie’s disappointment in their price tag. I have driven myself mad starting at the nondigital OPK’s, trying to determine if the line was dark enough or if today was was darker than the yesterday. I needed the definitive yes or no. So, the plan was to use the monitor in the morning, as instructed, and then use the OPK’s in the afternoon once the monitor starting reading high.

On Tuesday, I finally got a high and set off to work with a smiley. I tested that afternoon and it was a negative. Trying to sneak that gigantic thing to the bathroom and back in my skinny jeans, while grabbing the key to the bathroom hanging right in front of my boss’s window was tricky. Then, I had it sitting on my desk when my boss (I should come up with a clever name for her) came in to introduce me to her new girlfriend. That was anxiety provoking. I didn’t wear skinny jeans the next day.

Wednesday, the sprem arrived at Jamie’s workplace.sprem They made a special exception so that we could have it shipped there. Her boss is super excited about our baby making plans. Her and Jamie spent quite a while creating some awesome timing charts.










Sometimes I feel like my body is ruled by OPKs. They tell me when I can go to the bathroom and how much I can drink. I have an extremely small bladder. I have also been drinking water like I have been lost in the desert for weeks to increase my cervical fluid. Not a good combination. I went to the bathroom  in the late morning and knew I had to wait about 3-4 hours before I could pee again to do the OPK in the afternoon. I had to pee in 45 minutes. So. Very. Bad. I sat at my desk putting my hours of kegel practice to work and thinking about anything other that how bad I had to pee. I gave up at 1 hour and 15 minutes. It was negative. I should have just waited to do the OPK later, but I only brought one to work and had meetings the rest of the day. Later, during our staff meeting I started feeling mittelschmerz. In all my previous cycles, my temperature has gone up the day after ovulation pains. After the meeting I had to pee like a racehorse. (Where does this saying come from anyway? Why would a racehorse have to pee worse than dog that lives in an apartment?) I called Jamie in a panic, explaining my mittelchmerz (it just never gets old) and my urgent need to pee and asked if she thought I should hurry and go home and do another OPK or not. She said yes. I hoped on the bike and raced home faster than a racehorse (this makes much more sense yeah?) It was a smiley 🙂

Jamie pulled up with the sprem a few minutes later and we spent the next three hours deciding on our insemination plan. We decided to go with late that night since my temps have spiked the morning after ovulation pain and positive OPK’s before. We did the insemination. It was beautiful. I was a nervous wreak.

My temp didn’t spike, but has gone up slowly since Thursday morning.  Wifey swears I’m pregnant. I’ve been nauseous, super sleepy, and having weird cramps, but I’ve also read that 3 DPO is waaaay to early to feel anything. Maybe it was too early, maybe it was perfect. We’ll find out fore sure in less than two weeks. Let the waiting begin.

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How Many Lesbians Does it Take?

Timing is everything, at least when it comes to baby making with frozen sprem (as we call it)

Wifey and I have been attempting to solve a word problem. You know, those ones you hated in 5th and 6th grade. You’d start reading it and by the time you got to the end you realized that you were paying more attention to what would happen to the passengers on the train, and where they were going, than the numbers you were supposed to be paying attention to. If any of you were elementary school math whizzes or have children that are here goes:

If the egg lives for about 6-10 hours after it is released, also know as ovulation. (The egg travels very very slowly down the fallopian tube. You might now even call it traveling, it’s more like meandering and being pushed along by the tiny silica.)

And the sprem can live for about 24 hours in fertile cervical fluid. And it takes the sprem an average of 10 hours to travel through the cervix, uterus and then finally meeting the egg in the fallopian tube. When they travel approximately 1/10 of an inch a minute,  after being turned into sprem jigglers for 20 minutes.  (not 100% certain that this happens with the frozen sprem, but we’ll err on the side of caution and say they do). 

And I am 86.5% sure that I ovulate between 18-24 hours after an LH surge. 

What time should we inseminate after the LH surge? 

We are thinking 12 hours.

Remember to show your work. We all know the smart kids that say they do their math in their head are just lying cheaters.*

Thanks and good luck, your future and our future gayby’s life depends on this.

*I might be harboring a little resentment over my elementary education here. I hated showing my work because it made my paper look messy and thus had to re-do my homework all the time.

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