Day 1 is here!

*trumpet intro*

Day 1 is here toot toot!

AF wasn't due until Tuesday but hey, these last few months she likes to mix it up a bit, keep me on my toes and unprepared with no tampons.

It actually arrived yesterday but today is considered Day 1 I think.
I'm a little annoyed though as I phoned up and left a message with the nurses yesterday telling them my period had just started and I wasn't sure if yesterday was considered as Day 1 or today. And no one bloody got back to me which pissed me off just a little. The thing is, I have NO idea what the hell I'm doing for this cycle, I have a big box of Progynova sitting in my cupboard which I think I'm supposed to start taking maybe today?tomorrow?Who knows? I sure don't. At our last appointment the specialist just handed me a prescription and mentioned something about 3x a day.
 Usually you then go into a room next door and the nurse goes over things with you in a little more detail. Well she was away that day and was apparently going to phone me within a few days-never did.

Maybe yesterday they all sat around and listened to my message and laughed because I am a stupid girl who can't figure out that yesterday probably wasn't day 1, because it wasn't the day I actually 'woke up' with my period. And then maybe someone said 'silly insolent girl-lets make her suffer and NOT call her back today'.And then they all sat around and cackled and listened to my stupid message over and over again.

I'm pretty sure that's what happened, and not that they were just busy or something.

Okay so I think hormones are wreaking havoc a little here, yesterday I went into 4 different supermarkets to try and find the organic tampons I usually use and nothing. Normally I would just buy some normal ones and be done with it. But because as of yesterday I'm suddenly freaking out about everything,  I decided I will simply not insert anything into my hoo-ha that isn't unbleached organic cotton. Only the best will do for my embryo that isn't even anywhere near my ute yet and I'm sure really won't give a flying fuck what kind of tampons I have used-it will have a lovely new lining by then anyway so who really cares? I DO.

G was also given a stern talking to yesterday about not letting any milli-specks of dust into the house as he's just about finished shaping a surfboard (yes...my husband decided he would shape a surfboard just before his paranoid wife entered her FET cycle...not the smartest idea he's ever had) and I had a small tanti about him washing his resin tainted hands in our sink and using up our last clean hand towel to dry them. He spent the rest of the night rocking in the corner and sneaking furtive hurt glances at me over his shoulder. Nah he actually made me dinner instead-just as well.

And I may or may not have also written an email to the company that makes the vegetarian meatballs we had last night,unimpressed that there were only 8 in the packet. I did this before we had even had dinner and now I feel a little regretful as they were delicious, and  four meatballs is actually pretty satisfactory.I probably should have added to that email a warning sign-'hormonal vent incoming, please send straight to spam'

But apart from all of that-We're actually pretty damn excited now.We have named our embryos appropriately childish coochi-coo names which I'm not even going to reveal, and G is pretty sure out 2 embies are a boy and a girl...I actually think 2 girls but we'll see. And yes we are totally counting our chickens before they've hatched but I think a little bit of positive excitement is a good thing.