Haisla's Adventures in Endoland

I've been toying with the dangerous substance called hope this cycle.

I guess the reasons for this downright foolhardiness could be listed as follows:

1. I had 3 follicles this cycle (which obviously equals three babies, right? Right!?)

2. My cervical mucus was 'beautiful' on the day of IUI (a direct quote from Nurse Nelly)

3. I am on progesterone suppositories for the first time ever, which should combat any kind of luteal phase defect, should I suffer from such

4. My uterine lining was 'lush'

5. I've been feeling twinges in the lower part of my pelvis where I imagine my uterus to reside since last night - 8DPIUI (although I am a serial twinge-spotter, so perhaps No.5 should be discounted)

6. I've applied for a new job and should I get it, getting pregnant right now would be really, really inconvenient since I would be approx. 3 months pregnant (and probably showing) on my start date (obviously this is all highly hypothetical, since I haven't even been offered an interview yet..)

So there we go. Here I stand, dangerously teetering on the brink of hope. What do you think- should I run back to cover or recklessly jump off the cliff and start the free fall that quite frankly has a 50-50 chance of going either way (i.e. I could crash-land really badly or miraculously find that I've learnt how to fly..)