I guess it's all over...

but the waiting. At least that's my new way of looking at things. What's done is done, and I can't do a damn thing about it. (Except take extra folic acid along with my regular woman's multi-vitamin, because I can't handle pre-natals when I'm TTC.)

IUI day was a blast. [/sarcasm] They had me go to the far-away clinic, about 45 minutes up an annoyingly busy highway. I dropped off the sample, and they said to come back in three and a half hours for the insemination. Oh great, what to do for 3+ hours? I bought a new (old) book that I've been thinking about for a while (Anne Rice's "Interview with a Vampire" - I read it 15 years ago and immediately fell in love with both Anne Rice and the world of vampires), and chilled out at Panera with my favorite bagel and iced tea for a while. Took a couple walks, browsed Michael's and Barnes & Noble, and then went back to the clinic.

It all went well. Husband provided a respectable 28.5 million sperm post-wash, and I .... well, I put my feet in the stirrups while the doc did his thing, because by that point the hard part was over. For me, anyway.

So, we'll see. I'm feeling rather zen about the whole thing. Here's hoping that feeling sticks around ... for now I'm just enjoying a break from the needles.