Happy weekend, Internetz! I hope that wherever you are it is as warm and sunny as it is in my neck of the woods. We've been enjoying some unseasonably warm weather over the past couple of days and let me tell you, we've been taking advantage of it!
So, the title of this post probably has you a tad concerned that I either:
A) Lost my mind
B) Have some truly bizarre fetish that I didn't share till now.
C) All of the above.
You see, post-IUI, I've had to add yet another thing to my "hoping I get pregnant" repertoire. As usual, I have the fun of shoving those waxy progesterone suppositories up into Ladyville twice a day. Who said infertility wasn't sexy? Right? Can I get a holla?
Oh never mind.
So in addition to those messy buggers, yours truly is also on a wee blue pill called estrace which is essentially estrogen. It's a tiny little thing.
So you're thinking, no big deal, right? Easy to swallow even if it is twice daily? Suck it up, princess.
Brace yourselves, Internetz. Sadly, it's not something that I get to swallow. (This post is sounding dirtier by the minute.)
You see, that tiny blue pill ALSO has to be shoved up into Ladyville twice daily resulting in a blue mess that I won't even begin to describe for you.
Hence, "shagging the smurf" as Irish Boy and I have come to nickname it because there ain't nothing good when you've got blue coming out your hoo!
Are my two weeks up yet?
The things we sometimes have to do, eh? AWESOME.