You're "the bomb"

I'm "the bomb."

We're "the bomb."

According to urbandictionary.com, the phrase "the bomb" refers to something or someone really cool.

This is the phrase that came to me while I was sitting on the table in the RE's office Friday morning. Why did the exact words "the bomb" come to my head? Not sure. But as I was sitting there waiting to get poked and prodded, I just starting thinking how awesome we IF girls are. I mean, really, we're "the bomb." We get up super early to go to appts (sometimes daily or every other day), we get poked and prodded, we go broke, we cry, we stress, we hope, we support each other...

We pick each other up. We pray together. We laugh together. We get through it...

So this is just a reminder to all you out there, that YOU my friend, are "the bomb." :)

Day 5 of injectibles was tonight. I'm a huge bag of hormones right now. Friday night was bad. Cried a lot. A LOT. About nothing and everything. If that makes any sense...

My husband has been doing great giving me the shots. A couple times it burned like hell and I end up making what sound like jungle animal noises to get through the pain. ha! My husband said the other night " I kind of like it that I'm the one giving you the shots because we can tell our baby someday that Daddy gave Mommy the shots to get you." (How cute right?) :)

I'm sort of hoping I don't have to do 11 shots again like last time. I also realized that Im using a different trigger this time, Novarel. Has anyone used it? And does it have to be given in your backside or belly?

I have a monitoring appt in the morning. Hopefully there's some action going on in the baby bakery. Although, on Friday there wasn't anything measurable yet. The nurse said thats what they like to see " low and slow." So Im just gonna trust things are going the way they should be...

Getting a BFP in a few weeks would be...the bomb...