This is the time of year where you feel like you blink twice, and pow! It's Christmas. At least for me.
Which means that, after our few months on Baby Break, it's time to get back in the stirrups again. Literally. I called today to make appointments for the bloodwork I need to apply for the "pay for two, get one" program at my clinic. Naturally, some of my previous tests are now too old, so I get to do some Extra Fun Stirrup Time - looking forward to that, as you can tell. I think my hoo-ha has been lulled into a false sense of security from the lack of Hoo-Ha Wanding appointments in the last few months; I feel like I should buy it dinner to break the bad news.
"We have to talk."
"What? Things are going fine! I'm fine! What are you talking about?"
"Remember last spring, when we kept going in for those appointments, the kind with..."
"THE WAND? AGAIN? I knew this detante was too good to last. Pass me the wine."
Apart from the rather disturbing imagery there, I'm really looking forward to getting started again. Lupron? Bring it on. Injections? No problem. Menopur? IT'S ON.
Here we go, people.