Afternoon Delight (and Other Nonsense)

After my ovary scan last Friday, the doctor seemed to think that my eggs were cooked up just about right so he gave me a shot of HCG which helps to release any mature eggs within about 36-40 hours. I had one good size acceptable follicle that was ready to go and also a 2nd follicle that was sort of medium-ish, which he said could also possibly be released. Yes, that means 2 eggs that could possibly be fertilized. So anyway, I had all the classic "you're just about to ovulate" symptoms at the end of last week and Saturday. Then, Sunday (36-40 hours later) the symptoms were gone. My temperature also went up Monday, making me think I did indeed ovulate on Sunday. (I apologize that this story is horribly boring but I swear I'm getting to the good part.)

Well, last night, while I was having Margarita Monday with my girlfriends (* Please click here for my disclaimer,) I noticed that I was having more pre-ovulatory symptoms (i.e. EWCM, look it up.) WTF? So I was wondering if maybe egg (and hopefully baby) #2 was making it's way out. I rushed home after finishing my margarita to inform hubs that it was go time again, just in case. He did not seem interested in my proposal, and to be honest, we've had quite the hump fest over the last few days and I wasn't even interested in my proposal. So we went to bed.

Today I was home cleaning the kitchen and I texted him the following: "When will you be home? I'd like some afternoon sex." Now this was not true at all. I was not interested in afternoon sex in the slightest. I was just trying to play to his man mind and make it seem like I was sitting home in lingerie waiting for him to come and satisfy my every need. And it totally worked. He came home for a lunch break and some afternoon "delight."

Oh the things we ladies must do in order to get ourselves knocked up.