Four, four, four...

Today, my friend told me about the laws of attraction as it relates to positive thinking. You know, if you think it, it will be. Well, I have to say that a small part of me must believe this to be true because since my last post, I've been silently and audibly chanting "four, four, four". Then, to add to the power of my positive thinking, I started to look for other signs, signs that the big guy upstairs was throwing my way to let me know he heard me. For example, according to the Garmin, our time of arrival to the doctor's office for our ultrasound was 2:06. Six minus two is, what? Say it with me..four. Heidi emailed me four four-leafed clovers; I reciprocated with four kissing lips. I called her at 12:24. I was pulling all kinds of fours out of the air today. I facebook posted a call to chant four (knowing that only a few people know about our endeavor, I ran the risk of strange questions). Mom-in-law did a long four chant. Auntie Lisa chanted too. Last night, I talked directly to Heidi's belly, softly whispering "four, four, four". There's a big four in a circle drawn on my board at work. I think it's safe to say that I made every effort to do my part to put this out to the universe; and then wait and see what the universe threw back at me.

Why is four so important you ask? Well, might I suggest you read the previous blog (pft!) but if you're on a time constraint, I'll give you the cheat sheet. Four is the number of follicles we wanted Heidi to have. If we have four, it's not too many (don't want to be the next octomom!); it's not too little (washed sperm is expensive...we want to make sure there's something to fertilize!). It was, to quote a very sassy blond fairy tale girl, "just right".

I am proud to announce that the law of attraction worked today. Our ultrasound revealed that Heidi had FOUR perfect little follicles, all waiting to drop into her little fallopian tubes and meet a few million little sperm. How excited are we? Well, I don't have the words to describe how good it felt knowing that all of our chanting was not in vain. It felt so good knowing that we were going to get to try again. It felt good knowing that today, March 17th, St. Patrick's Day, may be Heidi's last day as an unpregnant woman, her last day not being a mom. Gosh, that sounds so amazingly exciting! We inseminate tomorrow and Saturday. What shall we chant as we prepare for the next step? Fertilize? Implant? How about...we're going to have a Christmas baby? Is that too long? Pick one, pick them all. Just chant...the laws of attraction are waiting for you to throw this back into the universe for us. Fertilize, fertilize, fertilize...implant, implant, implant...please, please, please, we would love a Christmas baby...