Baseline Ultrasound

Yesterday, my family and I were out the door at 6:45 to embark on the ninety minute drive to our RE's clinic for the baseline ultrasound. It started getting exciting for me! I was stoked that this is the first official ultrasound for my FET. One of two.
We munched on our breakfast of peanut butter and honey sandwiches as we drove on meandering country roads, small country highways, and large interstates.
We arrived at the clinic's door at exactly 8:30. We were the first ones there and arrived moments before they opened the office. I was slightly surprised; these ultrasounds are first come, first served. They tell all the girls who need an ultrasound to show up at 8:30 and you wait until your turn comes up. I was very glad that we did not have to wait. It sounds as though this is not always the case. We happened to come on an off day. Usually, there are several girls that need ultrasounds. Next time, I think we will show up earlier.
We were summoned quickly.
I did the blood work first. I was handed a sperm-shaped stress ball to squeeze as they drew the blood. My daughter was more concerned about the bandage than the blood draw itself. From there, we moved to the ultrasound room.
As I sat on the examination table, my daughter automatically grabbed my hand in support. My husband taught her to hold my hand whenever I am receiving an ultrasound. I like this tradition. She takes her assignment very seriously. I held her on my lap for a minute so we could take pictures of the momentous occasion. She knew that something would appear on the monitor and was pointing out where it was before the technician came in.
I really like this technician. We chatted throughout the scan. She measured my lining (looks nice and thin-what I want right now) and looked at each ovary. I have some pretty nice looking follicles on both sides. "Too bad those probably won't ever become your brothers and sisters." I mentioned to my daughter. The technician told us that she did not see any cysts. (I asked if there was a chance one would grow after this point so that we would have to cancel this round. She said no.)
It was around twenty minutes after we sat down in the waiting room that we paid our money and left.
We stopped at Trader Joe's to buy airplane snack and headed back home. As we drove home, I thought to myself that I needed to keep an eye on my phone all day. I assumed that I would receive a call from my clinic.
I quickly forgot that thought. We had some good friends over that evening. They have a couple of children that are pretty close in age to our daughter and the wife is due any day now with their third. It was exciting to talk to her and watch the kids play fairly independently.
I checked my phone after they left and saw two missed calls! The messages were from my IVF coordinator. She told me that she did not see the ultrasounds results anywhere. She asked if they had given it to me or if I was not able to make it to the scan. Yikes! The other missed call was an hour later. She said that the results looked great and I was given a thumbs up to start on Estrace today.
I will be taking two estrogen pills twice a day. It starts now and then if the pregnancy sticks, I will continue to take them for ten weeks post positive pregnancy test. I was told that they do not need to be spaced exactly 12 hours apart, but I do need to be pretty regular in the time I take them at morning at night. Because we are taking a trip that is two time zones away soon, I also need to take that into account.

On another happy note, I am done with birth control! Just like last month when I completed the active pills and started on the placebo, I feel so much better. Even being cognizant of the fact that I was a grump, I still struggled. Two days after I took my last pill, I felt great. I do not have to force myself to be happy anymore. I just feel automatically happy! I greatly enjoy being around people again. I don't have to bite my tongue all the time. I feel terrific.