Well, we are on the ramp up to the next ovulation, and I had an attack of fiscal freak-out, and thought that maybe doing an IUI would be a good use of these rest cycles and a cheaper way to leverage our odds. My acupuncturist thought it was an ok idea, and my husband, smart man, is more on the 'nah' side then the 'no' side. But after talking for a while, I realize I am feeling better now than I have in the last 4 years (yeesh, maybe 7), and I don't really want to get on the train to crazyville this month.
So I'm going to keep popping the DHEA, doing my Pilates (which is so lovely, I wished I'd started years and years ago), going to my acupuncturist, writing and enjoying my sex life without having it completely tangled up in TTC. That isn't to say I'm not going to follow the LH surge, and get busy at the right time, but it will be with my feet on the ground, and my eyes on my own future, not just whether or not sperm will meet egg and do the right thing.
For now, I'm booking a weekend away from me and my man--no I won't be ovulating, just because we need to get out of dodge, and this is another way of enjoying our life together.
Have no fear, the train station is still open, and I have my ticket, but I'm not waiting for the boarding call right now.
OH! And I strapped on a major pair of ovaries and contacted a famous journalist about the octuplet mom fiasco and the effect on the perception of IVF and infertility stuff, and if anything comes of it, I'll crow about it in detail.
Take care my dears!