So I got a call a little earlier from RBA-- my transfer time is scheduled for 11:30am! That's Atlanta time (so EST). My only instructions were to take my morning pills but hold my morning Crinone until after transfer (gunky I presume) and to drink 40oz of water 1 hour before scheduled transfer time. FORTY OUNCES?!?! I'm going to pee my britches while waiting for ET! lol.
And on a (CUTE) side note... my DH called me earlier to say that he found a website that'll calculate my due date based on FET date (he must not have been listening to me lately b/c I've told him about this site already and when my due date would be!) But he was all excited and said, "You're due date would be August 9th". I said, "Yeah, I know! I've been telling you that for weeks now!" And he said, "Well I must not have been listening b/c August 9th was my father's birthday." HOW FRIGGIN PERFECT IS THAT??? His father passed away in 2007 from a heart attack. We even named DS after him. And now I *MIGHT* be due on his birthday. Wow. I want to cry now b/c I was this to work SO badly. I hope that if it works I can stick with that due date. It would mean everything to me. Not that she would arrive exactly on time, but still. I love it. Oh, and DS was born on my grandmother's birthday. The grandmother I am named after. She passed away of heart disease before I was ever born. Anyway, I just thought that was cute and it makes me THAT much more anxious b/c I want this to work tomorrow. I want it so badly. And there's a part of me that truly believes that this is *Meant To Be*
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