16 Days

In 16 days I will know whether or not I'm pregnant. Holy. Cow.

After 76,897,987,125 tests my RE suggested having an IUI. I talked to husband and we went for it! It was undoubtedly one of the most uncomfortable procedures I've ever experienced but with luck it will be successful and I won't have to do it ever again.

It's crazy. I've been obsessed with getting pregnant for what seems like YEARS and now that it's hopefully upon us I'm riddled with doubts. Are we ready? What if Todd is laid off and we lose his income? Can we afford this? Will we make good parents? How on earth will be make good parents when we have so much to work on with our own relationship? Are we doing the right thing?

Chances are good that Todd is going to get laid off within the next week or so. I'm hoping they'll pay his insurance for a while because A. mine sucks and B. his fully covers all of these fertility treatments. We moved forward with the IUI specifically because it's fully covered but part of me wonders if it would have been smarter to wait a bit.

Ugh.

Well, in 16 days I will be taking a pregnancy test (unless I get my period) regardless of what happens with Todd and we'll either get lucky or not. Knowing my friend Murphy and his Law, I have no doubt that I'm knocked up and will give birth to no less then 8 babies. I'll have to go on bedrest for 32 of the 40 long weeks of pregnancy and none of those babies will sleep. Ever.

Do companies still donate supplies to people that have litters of children? I hope so!