Hello new follower and thank you!
Day 1. Easy. I was stoned from the sedative.
Day 2. Comfy. Warm woolly socks, soft hiking jumper and BBC radio playing. I (finally) ate a healthy breakfast of egg whites and OJ (it's not coffee but hey, I can go without for the little ones).
I am convinced I am pregnant. I always am on day 2 after the transfer. Every ache and pain, cramp and pull is evident that the embies are snuggling in. Oh I am dizzy, I cry. Then I remember that I just took the antibiotic on an empty stomach. But for today, I am pregnant. Oh so pregnant. I am going to let myself look and feel and hope and dream. Even though I know what will happen on Christmas Eve if we get a BFN. I have tried every which way to minimize the pain of BFN's and nothing works. So I am going to go with my instincts - let my gut lead the way, no pun intended.
On a very sad note, please stop by http://dreamsandfalsealarms.typepad.com/my_weblog/
and offer support.