I should have told you…

Yesterday was cycle day one for me. I bet if I had told you that you would have totally had a different perspective on my little brat-fest I posted yesterday. You would have told me to make some waffles and get over myself. Well I did have some waffles. And they were damn good. And somewhere between 2pm and 10pm yesterday I got over myself.

For me to bitch about one month was pretty lame. Of course I adore you all for allowing me to have a bit of a wallow, but the reality is, the possible recipient of my potential eggs has probably been waiting 9 times that long (at least). Sure I have been at this trying for a kid game for enough time that I warrant a bitch out of jail for free card, but 24 hours is enough whining.

I doubt I will chill on the angst tho. So if I ever seem like I am being all nonchalant about it I am SO faking it. Also, bonus points to those of you that pointed out that in the midst of my little Eloise stomp-fest I managed to squeeze in a jab at my fat. Oh my fat! I can always find a way to blame you for the evils of the world. Kind of a bad habit, right?

Anyhow, I am zen-ish today, or at least right this moment. If I get analytical about things I can remember that it is a supply and demand world. Unfortunately there are more women in need of eggs than there are donors. Sad, sad fact. But a fact that should bode well for a doubting donor, like myself. Please remind me of that when I start to go off the deep end again.

(&, uh, thanks for not telling me to shut the fuck up yesterday. Cycle day one brings out the best in me. )

April 27, 2007 | Filed Under Infertility, egg donor

Comments

6 Responses to “I should have told you…”

j on April 27th, 2007 7:35 pm

See? What did I tell you about the waffles?
maeby on April 27th, 2007 8:31 pm

I see no reason to apologize. The whole tryin-to-make-a-baby process is one long nightmare of a mind fuck. I can only imagine how the stress increases when you’re so dependent on numerous people to make things happen. Besides, I’ve always enjoyed angst. It’s so down & dirty & emotional.

Glad to hear that waffles worked their magic. Mmmm … waffles.
the_road_less_travelled on April 27th, 2007 10:12 pm

Being a part of the IVP means never having to say you’re sorry about freaking out.
jennifer on April 28th, 2007 2:16 am

Color me ignornat…but does that mean you are on the path to a retrieval? Are they retrieving your eggs first then finding a donor??! Please educate me.

And you can bitch about whatever you want! That’s the beauty fo having your own blog!

Oh, and there are more women out there who need eggs than there are donors. You’re gonna get picked.
gypsygrrl on April 28th, 2007 12:59 pm

awww, cali…you know we love you and always will - CD1, and every day!!!
Bri on April 28th, 2007 2:29 pm

Sorry I wasn’t around for your CD1-fest. I needed to spend the day on Brownst*ner reading about flooding basements. I think you whouls whine as much as you fricking want to. Whine away! And we’ll be here.