Well, it looks like I was right to be concerned about this cycle. Our last three cycles have yielded 11, 12, and 13 eggs. This cycle we came out with 8. Not the end of the world, but certainly not the blockbuster performance I was hoping for. I know, I know, it only takes one. But consider this--even with 13 eggs I still don't see a baby sleeping in my nursery. So 8 just reduces the odds of a great outcome.
Anyway, I'm disappointed. Not frantic or suicidal or anything. Just tired and let down.
Shit, speaking of tired, I just realized that the one thing that was different this cycle was arguably just that: exhaustion. So maybe my work-crazed July had something to do with my wacky response.
Anyway, I'll keep you posted as the fert. reports come in. Thanks for all the love and support, sweeties.