It’s day 15 of my second IUI cycle. I peed on a stick this afternoon and the fabulous monitor is telling me high, but not peak, fertility. Last month I ovulated on day 16, so I had the surge on day 15. I wouldn’t care if I were ovulating late, except that because my husband’s sperm numbers are low, he is supposed to abstain 2-5 days before the procedure, but no more than that. Also, the nurse recommended that because of his low numbers, he should really abstain for between 4 and 5 days before our procedure. How the hell do you time this stuff out when you don’t know when the procedure will actually be? His last “release” was on day 11. I guess he will need to “release” again tonight then, no?

Anyway, this is the kind of stuff that makes this whole process terribly frustrating and alienating. My body is unpredictable and his is not cooperating either and meanwhile, it seems like everyone else around us is popping out babies left and right. Even the ones in fertility treatment! I know that’s only a perception, but that’s not always easy to remember when you’re navigating this rocky terrain.

Mantra: I am on my own path, and other people are on theirs. And take a deep breath… Aah… All better.