It was, indeed, a happy Fourth of July. I woke up early to the sight of Sylvia grinning ear to ear, eyes sparkling in the morning light. Like a kid on Christmas morning, she was full of anticipation. Not a morning person myself, it took me a while to warm to her excitement, but of course I eventually caught the bug and we headed off to Dr. P's in high spirits.
We left the house early, thinking we might encounter some Fourth of July traffic as people came into DC to tour museums and stake out spots on the mall, but the roads were clear and we got to the office over half an hour early for our 10 am IUI. At 9:30 they called us back, and by 9:45 Sylvia had pushed the plunger and our two week wait had begun.
The rest of the day was spent lounging around the house. I never did have any ovulation pains, which was very disconcerting. I didn't even have any cramping from the IUI itself. Nothing. I am trying to be relaxed and casual about it all, but truthfully I am feeling a little discouraged. Thank goodness Sylvia feels so good about this try-- she's the one holding us up right now.
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