It's Official: Nature Hates Me

Grrrr! Why is it that when you need your cycle to start on a certain day, it doesn't? For the last few months, my cycle has begun at a most inopportune time. It puts my ovulation date on a Friday, Saturday, or Sunday. (Normally, you'd think , "Cool, weekend lovin'!" But when you're having plastic-syringe-lovin', it needs to happen on a weekday.) Now, I know even those of you who don't have to see a specialist three times a month can appreciate this: Doctors do not work on weekends. I am frustrated with my doctor, who seems to think that a day 10 or 11 IUI will be just fine. This is $1,200 of my hard-earned money going down the tubes if the timing is all wrong, lady! I'd rather just say "forget this month" and skip the expensive stuff, but she seems to think we can cram it all in. I have to keep reminding myself: "She is a professional, Ashlee, and is highly qualified to make these decisions." I guess I’m still suspicious thanks to the first evil doctor who prescribed drugs and tests willy-nilly.

My body doesn't seem to like being on anyone's so-called 'timeline.' I think that's self-evident. Here's crossing the fingers one more time…