Green Eggs ...

... but not the Dr. Seuss kind and minus the ham. Atleast those kind of eggs are whimsical.

I sat in the doctor's office for what seemed like hours - more like 20 minutes - waiting on him & my nurse to roll in the ultrasound machine. When they finally brought it in, I had to wait yet another thirty minutes. Got to love doctor offices. I reviewed the Female Reproduction chart 12 times, wondering what part of the process mine always seemed to have glitches - poked the probe that was attached the u/s monitor just to see what it felt like, read all of his degrees on the wall, and sang every Kings of Leon song I could think of.

In they walked - almost like a scene from Men in Black - except she was obviously a 'she' and not a he and wore pink, most appropriately.

Insert probe thingey - weird face, more weird faces, push, PAIN, DISCOMFORT, more peculiar looks, shake of the head, and then pointing.

"See, Chris, here is your left ovary and all of these, well these ARE eggs - but not good ones. And this is your right ovary," scrolling over to the other side, "and they are equally small eggs that are not any good. Hmmm. I'm disappointed."

YOU ARE DISAPPOINTED?! Really? Well imagine my disappointment. Instead of crying like I really wanted to, I slapped that $100 fake smile on my face and said, "Well that stinks." Got dressed and then met back up with the nurse.

They are now putting me on 150 mg of Clomid for my next cycle and IF that doesn't work, then I'll be on 200 mg in September. I only get 6 tries at this - strike 1 down - 5 more to go.

Leaving, I was a bit disenchanted - just ready to get home to Brooke - it was her 1st night at dance class. I get to the bottom of the parking garage, go to put my parking ticket in the machine to leave and it wouldn't take it. It's 5pm and everyone was ready to leave - cars backing up as far as I could see. I was super nervous and started tearing up. Someone started blowing their horn at me and all I could do was scream at the top of my lungs that my ticket wouldn't go in. The car raced around and I had no clue what to do. Then, the sweet woman behind me, told me to just hit the call button and someone would let me out. Thank GOD for her - IT WORKED! My nerves all worked up at this point, I wait at the end of the exit ramp, a broke down van blocks my view from oncoming traffic. I sit and wait a bit but remember the line of cars behind me ready to go - I pull out and sure enough, here comes a car at full speed. THANK GOD I didn't get creamed! I was going in the wrong direction - but atleast I was going.


My day was better than that despite popular belief as mentioned in the above stories lol - Brooke went to the dentist for the 1st time and (((DRUM ROLL PLEASE))) No cavaties!! She did really good, didn't cry and did everything the sweet hygentist told her to.

She also had her 1st dance class that night. We were the 1st group to arrive and stood in her classroom waiting on the other students to arrive. Brooke stood in front of the mirror and danced her little fanny off. Her teacher absolutely died laughing - she loved her enthusiasm. This was the 1st time I had to drop her off & leave her anywhere. It was only for 45 minutes, but still it tugged at my heartstrings. I knew it was for the best - she needs this :) When I went back in to pick her up, one of her teachers said that she was funny, absolutely hilarious! Jr, precautious, asked, "Was she misbehaving?!" I explained that it was our 1st time leaving her alone and he was just concerned. She said, "No way - she was the most outgoing one in the group!" This made me so happy & so proud of her.

I will post pictures soon of her dancing before class - I'm at work now and do not have them with me.

So - all in all - I'm learning to strengthen my patience - as well as my faith & hope. I knew realistically that we wouldn't conceive on my 1st round of Clomid - but secretly I hoped ;)

Until next time my friends - I leave you with this:

"I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind. Some come from ahead and some come from behind. But I've bought a big bat, I'm all ready you see. Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me. " ~ Dr. Seuss