"Are you going to have a kid or what?"This was a comment said to me by the same little girl (mentioned months ago) from Church. She is eagerly waiting for us to adopt a child. She knew we mentioned it a little over a year ago and now she wants some action. I can't believe that we are being rushed by a 6 year old!
This week I made the trek to the doctors office for the third IUI. My husband had a meeting and couldn't change the time. As I sat in the waiting room alone, I texted Mr. Mind back and forth on what was happening in the office. Once I got into the room, I was able to relax as I laid on the table. The nursed explained everything and five minute later she was done.
The hope of a family began to take over. Love swelled in my heart and eyes. I couldn't believe that in 15 minutes I would be either on my way to be a mother or not. I cringed when the timer went off. I feared that I didn't get to stay long enough. I couldn't help but to think, does the 'specimen' need more time to travel? Should I stay there longer? So, I stole another 5 minutes. I wish doctor's offices paint a mural on the ceiling because it would give us patients something to focus upon. It could actually, yet temporarily distract us.
I have to wait two weeks until I can test for pregnancy. Little does my doctor knows, I will start testing in a week. Who can wait an longer than that! Wish me luck!