I decided I'm going to test tomorrow morning (13 dpIUI). There are several reasons for this. One is that I just want to know and "get it over with." Another is that I will need time to cope with a BFN before my nephew's first birthday party this weekend. And another is that, if pigs decide to fly and the test is positive, I will want a beta on Friday before we go out of town.
Yesterday, my newest follower, Aly, pointed out that I now have 100 followers on my blog. That seems very surreal to me. When I started this blog over a year and a half ago, I started it to document our journey. It slowly evolved into a way for me to let out my deepest emotions about infertility. And now? Now my blog helps me cope and connects me to other men and women who are going through similar struggles. In a way, my blog is my support group.
Things are going well at the new house. We are very ready for the couch to be delivered next weekend so we can stop squeezing ourselves onto the tiny loveseat we have right now. Joey is finishing up the floors today (the floors themselves are in, but the transitions to the tile in the kitchen, foyer, and by the back door still needed to be installed). I find myself waking up several times a night trying to get used to the sounds of the new house and the street. It's strange, but it's wonderful to have a place to call home.