Ugh, our known donor option is out — a no go.
He was concerned about his inheritance or somethin…
Honestly, I don’t quite understand it. If its money, it wouldn’t be an issue. The child WILL be adopted by my partner within 3 months because we live in the great state of Illinois, Cook County in particular.
I was seriously disappointed for a day or so. Then I dusted myself off and started searching through donor profiles. I was a little disgusted that M wasn’t as interested to sort through them, but I realize that its still a little early. But when I ovulate, I get crazy–either extremely baby crazy, or just totally wild. Like I want to dress like a whore…grab my red lipstick and say “SEE YA!”
At first, I was so disappointed with the frozen donor options now. We very much wanted to begin again with a fresh outlook with the frozen donor. We’ve always wanted Colombian, but now I feel that its more important to just be Hispanic and preferrably taller. Our previous donors were hovering around “short” and maybe that just doesn’t work well with my genetics. I like tall men, period. But all of our donor options were slim or IUI only; I started to feel so cursed. And then we found a perfect option. At least, I’m convinced that he’s the PERFECT option and a belief in something so strong has to be positive for our outcome, right! He’s incredible. Tall, hispanic, creative…
That’s all we need.
And then today…I got a positive OPK for THE FIRST TIME!!! I’ve never had one of those fuckin plastic things smile at me about anything! Whew! However, the big downer is that last month I seem to have ovulated on Day 19…this month its looking like Day 22. That sucks.
Day 22 for a surge just really sucks. But my egg white was amazing, albeit a little early…and my temperatures are completely stable thanks to acupuncture.
Its the one month countdown to begin.
Welcome back Spring! We’re ready.
[roll the tape.]
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