the injector with the syringe after the fact...
the sperm was jacked off in ann arbor and driven, by car, to ypsilanti.
this potential baby is a gas hog.
yes, the jar above held the jiz.
holding the syringe after it just expelled a 1.5 CCs of fluid into k's special place.
we've injected a total of six times now.
today we are heading to chicago to get more sperm.
i'm not happy about spending a week in chicago.
see i have to be there for work on Monday the 9th through Wednesday the 11th.
so, i will have spent a full seven days there if k's temperature does not go up before saturday.
the smiley face on the ovulation pee stick is still incognito, but k thinks she is fertile now, so we are off to burn more fuel to collect sperm from the don don who moved from 10 minutes down the road to 4.5 hours away.
who knows what the freeway will be like. I-94 during holiday traffic will be just fucking fabulous.
oh, see how positive i am. if i was following the teachings of the secret, i would say let's just stay home cause my negative energy has already corrupted the mission. but that shit is just that shit.
if we don't end up pregnant this time it will be all because of this rant on this blog--for sure.
4 comments:
my birthday is the 9th and my donn's birthday is the 11th. celebrate in chicago for us. chipper chicken!
You will not be stopped. You are the Injector. You want my unused pregnancy tests and ovulation predictor thingy stuff? If the baby is conceived in Chi, could you make it Southside? That way, it can say, "I'm from Chi-town, southside." That's really cool.
Chattering silence, who are you?
i love that you're using baby food jars! We did that too, with our known donor. It seemed to have such great juju attached. ;)
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