ET was a breeze. I swear my cervix and the catheter are so well acquainted that the former starts opening at the merest whiff of the latter. In and out, like a bad lover.
We transferred two “excellent” expanded, hatching blasts. I say we because clearly I am intimately involved every step of the procedure. So here’s hoping. It’s actually quite an anti climax after all the drama. What now? How am I going to pass the time for the next 10 days? Have no money so can’t shop. Can’t drink, can’t smoke. Can’t have sex. I’m bored already. Tap tap.