A Tuesday Tale

July is here.  And with it, comes hope.

Lots and lots of it.

Sunday, Steve and I headed to our appointment nice n' early and were glad to see all my eggs were still there, growing big and strong.

If you look closely, you can see a couple of them on the screen.

We talked to our doctor about where the week would take us and

 left with instructions to trigger at 6 p.m.

with an IUI to follow on Tuesday.

But my bloodwork came in later that afternoon and showed I was surging .  My eggs were ready to release on Monday. 

 Again, there was no need to trigger. (Sounds good to me!)

Monday would be the day.

Sunday was a 99999 joyful day. ("99999" was Muffin's contribution to this post.  She just pranced across my keyboard.)  We made the most of it.  It being, a mix of productive and carefree.

We just happened to be minutes away from a fabulous little diner...one of my old favorites.

And we also just happened to be minutes away from a few of the offices I clean.

So, after a round of omelets, I put my positive energy into some heavy dusting and vacuuming while Steve kindly tagged along.

And after, I rewarded him with a little surprise...

A trip to the movies.

To see the movie I swore I would never ever go to see - Ted.  Yes, the one with the vulgar and lewd teddy bear that is best friends with Mark Wahlberg. Steve went on and on all week about how everyone at work said it was so good and how badly he wanted to see it.  Did I trust that it was good? No.  But,

I love to see Steve happy.  It makes me happy.  So, we loaded my purse with candy from 5 Below and headed over.

It was vulgar. But, I laughed a lot.  And, I even cried a little...yes, of course, I did.  I told you I cry at everything. Don't judge.

 At least I can pretend to blame it on the hormones. 

Monday, I woke up early.  I took a long shower.  Got ready.  And prayed.  

 I left the house with confidence. 

I sat in my car, overcome with emotion

and ready to kick tush at our IUI.

We sat in the waiting room for almost an hour as our swimmies were a little late being delivered.

But, it didn't matter.

Just like in April,

it was perfect timing...

Our ultrasound showed that 2 eggs had released earlier in the morning.  One was literally making its way out.  And the other two were on their way.

I felt that giddiness again. 

And I'm so happy we're here...not losing hope. Keeping that faith alive. <3

Steve took a quickie video afterwards while I got dressed. *Don't worry, it's just my head. :)

And the wait begins...

Patience...all we need is just a little patience. <3

My day was made complete with a long, chatty-ful lunch and the company of my girl, Jessica.

Have a HAPPY 4th of July, friends!

Stay cool. <3

I'll be back with more from the past weekend in my next post.

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3rd and 4th of July Lovin',