I'm spending the second half of the TWW visiting family. Elizabeth, the dog and I are staying at my family's beach cottage in CT. It's good to be in a relaxing environment like this, and take my mind off the wait as much as possible. The first half of the wait is exciting and full of optimism. The second week is always the hardest. I am starting to get depressed because it's 9dpo and I still don't feel any different than my last insemination attempts. But at least we're away, and I'm not at work. There is lots of good food, and time to relax by the fire with a book. It's still too cold here for the beaches to be full so the dog can run and chase seagulls to her heart's content. It's a bit disappointing that we had to keep the vacation low-key this year, but the IUI nonsense has eaten up all our travel funds.
In other news, my co-worker Colleen- (the one who suspected that her 17 year old daughter was pregnant, but the daughter denied it or avoided the topic) became a grandmother last week. So now the daughter is finally admitting that she was pregnant. I guess it's hard to deny when your water breaks. She's keeping the baby, and Colleen may quit her job to help take care of it. It's hard to not be jealous of someone who gets a baby without trying, even though I know this girl didn't want to be a teenage mother.
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