Fuck me panties

I just got back from my acupuncture appointment. It was pretty cool and very relaxing. When I first got there I was asked to fill out some paperwork. Then I went into the room, which was dim and very peaceful. We chatted a bit about my ttc journey, what I'm using, etc. Then I hopped onto the table, undid my jeans and lifted my shirt up a bit. Danielle made a comment about the underwear when I was getting dressed calling them "fuck me panties" and that's all I could think about! Anyway, she inserted needles in my abdomen, ankles, foot, forehead and wrists and then left me "to let the needles do their magic" for 20 minutes. When she returned, she did something with my head in a rocking side to side motion but it was so gentle. Then she had me take off my top and turn over. She proceeded to put some needles in my back and left me for 10 minutes. When we were all done she suggested that I return in a week to for another treatment to aid with implantation. This time I won't wear my declared "fuck me panties."

This morning I got a +opk but I have a feeling that the following one will be a little darker so I am going to take another one in an hour or so to compare. Unfortunately I woke up too late to use my CBEFM so I will have to wait until tomorrow.

Only a few more hours until date night. We are going to eat at PF Changs and then see our movie at 9:45pm. I am so excited. I am little annoyed though because the guy who plays Harry on SATC was on Ellen and unintentionally gave away a spoiler. I would have been really surprised by it as well. Aggrr!

Waiting game, part 1

Our tank arrived today and is waiting in the dining room to be opened. I took an opk (ovulation predictor kit) earlier today and it was negative so now we are just playing the waiting game for one to turn positive. I have a feeling it will happen over the weekend, which is great because it will give me a good excuse to lounge around.

I have my acupuncture appointment tomorrow @ 1pm. I am a little disappointed though because the woman, Jesse, who corresponded with me via email and answered all of my questions wont be there tomorrow so her associate, Sydnie will be doing it. Although I am sure Sydnie will do a great job and I will like her, I was looking forward to meeting Jesse.

Anyway, tonight we are going bowling. We went a few weeks ago and this place is so old that you have to score on paper. I couldn't tell you the last time I went to one like that. Tomorrow we are going to see the Sex and the City movie. We went all out and bought the VIP tickets so we can watch the movie in ultimate comfort with their "plush leather seats." I bet this experience is so overrated. Nevertheless, I am looking forward to it.

The decision is in

Last night Danielle and I sat down and reviewed our options and decided on a donor. We are still going with a white donor, just not the one we had orginally planned on. So this morning I called the bank and placed the order (no I did not order fries and a coke with that). Our tank should arrive on Friday. Our neighbor has been picking up our packages lately while we are at work. I just hope he doesn't ask us what it is because I know his curiousity will be peaked with "Biological Shipper" blasted on the front. Not that it is any of his business but I hate coming up with fast excuses (read-lies). I'm not very good at it.

Coincidentally, over the weekend, we were all chatting on our porch and out of the clear blue he told us we should have a child. He then offered to father a baby. Just jokingly, I asked him if he thought Danielle or I would be the carrier. He was like, well I wasn't even thinking of you two. I was thinking you could just pick out one of my girls (he calls his women "strays" by the way) and they would turn the baby over to us. ON WHAT FREAKEN PLANET does that happen? And why would he think that is how we wanted a child anyway? I was impressed though, that later on he did say if we were to carry it, he would squirt in a cup at the doctor's office. At least he didn't just assume that he would get to have sex with one of us. However, quite honestly I think he has the hots for Danielle. They are like best buddies, it's funny. They like knock on each others door to see if the other one can come out and play.

Anyway, I'm off to bed. I've had a long day. This morning I found out that one of my online friends is having a miscarriage. She went through this heartbreak earlier this year. I just don't understand why these things happen.

No, you can't have him.

There's nothing like everything coming to a screaming halt. Last month, Danielle and I decided to go with a white donor because she is white and wanted the baby to be somewhat of a reflection of her. Mr. #9 is biracial. We initially decided on a biracial donor so that if in the future, Danielle decides to get pregnant (hell may freeze over first), we wouldn't have one black child and one white child. So I called the bank today to place our order only to be told that he is not available and there is a freaken waiting list for him. WTF, I ask you! This is unreal. Danielle is really bummed out. I am bummed out and we have to make a decision today on whether we want to continue with Mr. 009 or select another white donor so that our tank can arrive by Thursday/Friday. Aggrrr! Why does this have to happen on the try with 2 vials? I am so incredibly bummed.

Day at the dog park

I had the best weekend. It's making it very hard to go back to work tomorrow. I just want one more day. It felt really good to spend so much time with Danielle. She has been working a lot of overtime lately. On Saturday we went shopping and spent time dog sitting Cheeko. It seems like we have an unspoken custody arrangement with our neighbor where he spends the weekends with us and weekdays with his owner. On Sunday we took a friend's daughter and her dog, along with Cheeko to the dog park in Squirrel Hill. I didn't even know it existed. The park is absolutely beautiful and huge. This was my first time at a dog park. I loved how friendly everyone was, both humans and dogs. This was Cheeko's first time on a leash, going for a walk in a large open space and being around other dogs. He had a ball. Afterwards we went on a hike through the woods. Talk about a testament of love because Danielle hates being "one with nature." When we got home, both Cheeko and I were so worn out that we took a nap. Today we sent him back home because we have work tomorrow. We both miss him terribly. He just accomplished learning to climb down the stairs on his own. It's so cute.

On the baby making front, we are ordering our tank tomorrow. We will probably start poas on Thursday and then the craziness begins. I vowed, like the past two cycles, that I will stop temping after ovulation. I know I will do it this time around. There is nothing worse than having a fantastic looking chart, having it go triphasic, and then getting a bfn. It is just heartbreaking so no more!

Tiny little needles

Acupuncture! That's what we are adding to the mix this time around (as long as we can afford the 1-3 sessions suggested). I've read some really great research information, articles and testimonies about the use of acupuncture to assist with achieving pregnancy. My brother, Michael, who is really into chinese medicine was very supportive of the idea and also suggested acupressure. After an hour of googling, I found two ladies in my area who seem like they would be a good match. It's $75 a pop. Of course, my insurance will not cover it (some will). When I contacted them, it was suggested that I come in 3x's in a month. That was my plan until the bank raised its prices on me. So I emailed her back and she said that 1-2 could also be beneficial so that's what we are going to go with. Obviously I would love to go for 3 but its just not affordable. I haven't made an appointment yet but I am really excited about this little venture.

TTC is back in session

Break's over! Moving on to try #10.

Checklist:
- Clomid...check
- Thermometer...check
- Fertility monitor....check
- FR OPK's bought on ebay...check
- Resume FF chart...check
- Raging hormones...check
- My sanity.... lost

The past two days have been terrible. Poor Danielle puts up with me so well. Bless her heart. We must have gotten in to at least 5 screaming matches, all started by yours truly, from not driving fast enough to running out of Pantene conditioner. I literally felt like I was losing my mind.

However, today was a little better. I got enough sleep and my hormones seem to have gotten its act together.

Today I took my first clomid pill and I have a MAJOR headache. I don't know if it is a coincidence or if I am experiencing one of the common side effects but man is it intense.

Anyway, I'm off to bed. See you guys tomorrow.

Cheeko

We spent the weekend dog sitting our neighbor's new dog. Actually he is still here. We wanted to keep him, well Danielle still wants to keep him but I am sick and tired of him peeing and pooping all over our carpets. However, we did have our proudest moment about 2 hours ago when he finally pooped outside for the first time. Here are some pictures of him getting a bath and romping around. Ladies and gentleman meet Cheeko (age 11 weeks old)

My trip to NYC/LI

I'm back from New York. I had a really good time. On Friday, I spent the day with my friend Brad. We went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art where there were some really cool pieces and exhibits. My favorite being a video of this woman using a hola hoop made out of barbed wire on her bare skin. I love what is considered art!!! After leaving MOMA we met his boyfriend and went to dinner at Otto's, which is owned by Mario Batali from the Food Network. I had the most delicious pizza "QUATTRO STAGIONI which is TOMATO, MOZZARELLA, ASPARAGUS, MUSHROOMS, PEPPERS, COTTO," wine and an interesting cheese platter with some cheeses I was not familiar with but certainly interested in tasting. Afterwards we went to my favorite bakery Rocco's and then headed back home to play video games. It was my first time playing Rock Band. So much fun and probably would be even more fun if I knew any of the songs.

Saturday morning I woke up bright and early to take the train to Dina's house. The party was fun and I actually hung out with a girl I went to high school with. Not that high school was a painful time for me but for some reason I've blocked a lot out about those 3 years at Longwood High School. Anyway, between Brad's house and the party, I definitely increased my knowledge about Rock and kicked ass at Rock Band. Okay kicked ass may be exaggerating a tad, okay a lot.

Anyway, I am glad to be home. It was nice seeing my friends but I missed my other half.

Now that I survived my month off, I am ready to get back in the ttc game.