It was really wonderful (except for that incident with the lab). We went to the Isle of Wight for a basketball weekend on the last weekend in August, which was a three day weekend here. The Isle of Wight is in the South and so was really warm and sunny. Neither Jon nor I was drinking so mostly the other basketball guys (four of them) went out at night and we stayed in and were romantic. I had some ovulation signs that weekend and think I o'd on cd18. The only thing that I could really trust -- i.e. that my body hadn't fooled me with before -- was really, really sensitive nipples. Sensitive to the point where I almost bit Jon's head off when he tried to give me a hug one night in bed and brushed against one of them. To me it felt like he had grabbed on and yanked.

Anyway, the basketball guys found out why we weren't drinking. We didn't tell them that we were on Clomid on maybe o'ing or anything, just that we were trying. They were really excited for us. It was fun. They decided that if we succeeded then we had to name the baby after them (yes all four names) if it was a boy and Isla (for Isle of Wight) if it was a girl. It was nice that they were excited for us, and it gave us an extra boost of optimism.

Since then my body has been doing strange things. The sensitive nipples went away while we were still on the Isle of Wight. Then about a week later I had weird cm that went away again. Thought maybe I had misjudged when I had o'd but was too wimpy to call the doctor to find out the results of the day 21 progesterone. Then last Saturday, when playing squash (Jon is teaching me -- it is REALLY fun and this is from someone who can't play any sports involving balls) I thought I was getting AF, I was so crampy and things, but then the feeling just went away and never came back. My boobs started getting sore again yesterday so I thought that I really had o'd after all and that AF was on her way on time tomorrow.

Then this morning I had the weirdest dream. I dreamt that I went to the doctor for something unrelated but I had this weird hernia thing up by my rib cage that was annoying and they decided to do an u/s to see what was up. The scan showed that I was pg and was having triplets, but there was one baby that was way bigger than the other two. They tried to tell me that I should have selective reduction and shooed me out. I forced my way back in to ask all the important questions, like what would happen if I didn't have a reduction and then I woke up. I really had to go pee and I had this urge to test even though it was only 11 dpo according to my calculations. I had one test in the bathroom and I figured it would be negative so I thought I would do it and not tell Jon and then retest on the 19th as planned if AF didn't show up. Anyway, a very faint pink dot showed up before the 4 minutes was up, but never got any darker! It was very faint though, and I decided to tell Jon so that he could judge whether I was making up the dot. He saw it too!!!

Then I remembered that this type of test had been mentioned on my UK mailing list recently and I went back to the letter and it turns out that it is not very sensitive and that another one was better. So we waited impatiently for 2 hours until Boots (big drugstore chain) opened at 9:00 and bought their own brand one -- which is supposed to be supersensitive. I came home and did it and a strong blue line appeared in about a minute (3 minute test). It appeared about as fast and almost as strong as the control line!!

I guess Jon's little guys are OK after all. I am still worried about getting through this trimester (I CAN'T believe I am SAYING this!!) but the really strong result at 11 dpo is very comforting. I went to the nurse at the GP practice to get a test there and she scolded me for coming in too early, but her test was positive too. I could barely talk while I was in there, trying to get everything out about this Clomid cycle and not having expected it to work. She had to get me to sit down and take a deep breath. I have an appointment on Monday to see the doctor who, I guess, will refer me to the midwife. I wonder if I should tell him that I have been taking baby aspirin. I don't think I will, but I won't stop taking it either. I bought four hpts this morning and still have three so I will keep testing over the rest of the month.

I am so nervous and excited I can't eat, but I all I really want is for this little guy to stay put until May. Thank you to everyone who has been so comforting to me up to now. I know I can be very pessimistic at times, but all your kind words are VERY much appreciated.

FTTA

Kim