Blog Challenge Day 10: Doing the Deed

LOL I didn't notice this one when I started the challenge...caught me off guard!  Anywhere, here goes! WARNING, this one is going to be a little TMI, but I want to be brutally honest!

How do you help get yourself (and or SO) get in the mood to DTD during the fertile period?

Well, for me, it was always that drive of wanting another child so much.   And we really struggled for awhile, it became very much like a responsibility, a chore.  Many months we were just doing it like robots, quite honestly.  We would try from time to time to spice it up a little bit, but with a young child across the hall and my mom living downstairs, afternoon delights and spontaneous forays are pretty much non-existent and when it's 10 or 11 pm and you're getting up at 6, we usually didn't want to spend to much time dallying around! 

Quite honestly, my hubby and I aren't super active in the bedroom.  We have a great, healthy relationship and our normal schedule works well for us.  But it's not exactly conducive for baby-making, especially with the unpredictability of my cycles and our issues.  Basically serious TTCing usually involves DTD every other day up until ovulation is expected or detected, and then every day for a few days--or that's the method we most often tried anyway.  For awhile, that meant starting around CD10.  My ovulation was sometimes as late as CD 21!  Do the math, it's quite a lot of relations, at least for me!

Anyway, I'm going to go ahead and tell the story that I mentioned in the last post, regarding the pep rally.  Hubby may kill me, but really how many people will read this?  LOL

December 2011 was another disappointment, but for some reason I was left more numb than upset when repeated BFNs told me to stop taking my progesterone and let dear AF arrive. New Years Eve was spent sort of detached from it all, sipping cocktails I would have preferred to have to abstain from.  I went to my RE for my obligatory beginning of the cycle ultrasound and my emotions chose then to rise to the surface.  The very sweet nurse sat me down and suggested that we try a more monitored cycle, try to gather some more information about what was going on with my body, what my follicles were doing and such.  I would take my femara and come back for a follicle ultrasound and once they deemed me ready, I would self-administer a shot of concentrated HCG (the pregnancy hormone, which simulates the body's natural surge of ovulation hormone LH and induces a strong, better timed ovulation).  This made me feel a little better, as I always did when we were trying something "different".  I also took the advice of some of my online friends and finally bought preseed, a fertility friendly lubricant (do you know most lubricants can actually kill sperm!?).

My fertile time approached, my follicles were ready and I successfully poked myself in the stomach with a needle without passing out.  So it was on to the all important part: timed intercourse.  We had talked about the need to try to actually ENJOY the baby making efforts for a change, but it had been a really stressful day.  Tyler had been very fussy, work had been rough, I was tired and frazzled.  Adam and I lay in bed, cuddling a little and chatting before we got down to business.  I teased him, asking if he'd had a talk with his "swimmers" and he assured me he had, in fact that they had held a pep rally to get ready for the occasion! All I could picture were little sperms in cheerleading uniforms, sperm waving banners and shouting into tiny megaphones!  I burst out laughing!  Somehow I just know AJ was conceived that night!

So there you have it!  Perseverance and HUMOR is what worked for me!  What about you?

This is part of a June blog challenge started by Mommy Someday at Waiting for Baby. Pop over there and join in so I can learn these things about you!