This cycle is different from the last - I think DH and I have grown a lot. It's not so shameful and I'm more open about it, which is refreshing. We have so many people pulling for us this time, praying, thinking good thoughts and it makes me feel less alone. And God forbid, if it isn't successful, yeah more people will know but I don't think I'll be embarrassed about it like I would have been last year. This isn't our fault - we both live exceptionally clean lives and take care of ourselves. And since we've been trying to conceive, I literally feel like we've done EVERYTHING we could to make it happen. So I can't think we didn't try hard enough. When DH is rubbing burning mugwort over Sharpie-indicated points on my back, and my belly looks like Connect the Dots from needles and a Sharpie - I know we've done it all. So now I have to accept that my body is "my ally, my oldest friend", and will continue to sustain my life and make a nourishing home for my baby's (that's my meditator's line, but I like it!).
I did find somewhere to go tomorrow for my ultrasound - the doctor's office who did IVF #1. So I have the additional incentive to get these ovaries to respond so I can knock his socks off! Mr. Insensitivity, nothing I can do, move to donor eggs! Take that! My first ultrasound showed 5 follicles, 2 on the ovary that had the cyst removed! So I'm encouraged. :)
