Please believe me . .

they call it a "ultrasound probe" - I call it a "fake p*nis".

I am just saying - the probe looks like a narrow vibrator with a baggy c*ndom on it and without fail - every time we go to the doctor's office and I see it - waiting there for me - I make some off color comment about the tool and DH turns red with shame, the male doctor looks mortified and the nurse guffaws.  

My theory is that if I am going to be in the stirrups with God and Country observing and smiling like this is a normal event - in some dimly lit tiny exam room - then I am absolutely going to perform!  Who am I kidding? A captive audience and a fake p*nis . . . make my day.

I am feeling pretty good today - doctor's appointment went well - and we remain on track for retrieval and transfer at the end of the month.

The pressure is now on DH and his super swimmers to get ready for show time on June 25th. We may have to travel to some location out of state for "good" magazines - as he swears that the selection in the lab at the clinic is laughable.

I can hear MommyDearest24 gasping out loud and wondering what happened to her daughter - just remember I promised to put my life on blast and here it is!