I went in for my beta blood work this morning, and this afternoon my nurse called to confirm what I already suspected: Our first IUI cycle was a failure. This is very depressing, but to be honest, I got a lot of my tears and the disappointment out of my system earlier in the week after my tests continued to come up negative. Now I’m looking ahead to our next cycle. Tonight I’ll stop the Prometrium and Estrace and wait for my period to arrive. For better or worse, after a certain amount of time trying, you really do start to assume you won’t be pregnant, so the disappointment isn’t quite the same as it used to be.
I’m going to try my best to have a fun weekend with my hubby and our extended family and not fret about our first official treatment failure. I’m thinking a few large margaritas poolside will be help make this a reality. Hubby leaves for international travel for work next week, so this next IUI cycle will be on my own (with frozen sperm!) which should be interesting. Maybe we’ll be telling our future son or daughter that they were conceived while their dad was in Japan. Would be quite the story!