IUI #2 was this morning.
The sperm numbers were good — 18 million post-wash with 31% motility. That’s by far the best motility number we’ve ever gotten. I had 2 follicles each measuring 19 or 19.1 when I was monitored on Friday, so this is the best chance we have ever had. Let me say that again. This is the best chance we have ever had.
So why do I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck? I’m not hopeful. I’m not joyous. Instead I find myself perversely in need of comfort, and as always that means heading into the kitchen.*
My wonderful husband made the bread (I don’t bake at all but he is fantastic), and I did the rest. The bunny chow recipe is one I’ve already shared, though this time we sliced the bread instead of scooping out the insides and filling it up. The cilantro pesto is just regular old pesto with cilantro instead of basil — just olive oil, parmesan, and the cilantro all mashed together in the food processor.
* And that, dear friends, is why I am no longer and will never again be a size 6. Or 8. Or 10.