Today is the big day, and so far I'm holding steady. I'm sure I'll get really nervous in the parking lot, as usual.
I was thinking back to the day of my IUI in March and the woman who was in the waiting room awaiting her 6 week scan. She kept talking about it as the 'day we find out how many are in there.' That seems so luxurious to me. I'm too plagued with DBT (Dead Baby Thoughts) to ever utter that optimistic of a sentence.
Bear with me people, I'll update this afternoon.