And the World's Worst Blogger Award Goes To. . .

Okay, so I'm new to this whole blogging thing. And okay, I've been kind of busy lately. But, really, what excuse could I possibly have for ignoring my entire reading audience (both of you) for over three weeks?

I have none.

All I can say is that we've been "TAB" -- that's Taking A Break for those of you not hip to this infertility-forum/blogging lingo. My RE decided that our Clomid/IUI protocol just wasn't going to cut it and wanted to move onto injectibles. Mo and I, however, needed a time-out from all the stress of the last few months (and, quite honestly, a break from the crazy drugs didn't hurt, either).

So, back to the RE we went today after almost three whole weeks of "not thinking about TTC." Or rather, not TALKING about TTC. Because, no matter how hard you try, when you've been trying as long as we have, it's never really completely off your mind. The highly-priced, highly-educated professional baby-maker recommended minor surgery for me (a laproscopy) followed by a course of injectibles w/ IUI. Luckily, I responded well to the crazy-drugs (commonly known as Clomid), so he thinks a low-dosage (and therefore lower-cost) regime will do the trick. All in all, he seemed very optimistic and even went as far as to tell me that I WILL get pregnant -- it's just a matter of time. Somehow, the comment that makes me want to run screaming away from my well-intentioned friends and co-workers was kind of reassuring when said by Dr. Optimistic. Or at least it didn't make me want to hit him.

I guess it's a start!