Cycle 4, 3 dpIUI
Having pregnancy nachos tonight! No, this is not some other tip, trick, or old wives tale to get pregnant.
It all started a few years ago back in our old house. We had my BFF and her DH over for dinner. We ate roast beef and drank some wine. BFF had gone off BC recently and was charting in hopes to get an idea of how her body worked. They were going to give it another month or two before they started trying and I am pretty sure the actual plan was to somewhat avoid getting pregnant at the time. Two weeks later, BFF ended up with a positive pregnancy test. Her chart showed that she likely got pregnant the night her and her man had dinner at my place. DH and I determined that it was the roast beef that was magical and made her pregnant. BFF claimed it was more likely the decent quantity of wine we consumed that night that led to her being a bit frisky when she got home. Although BFF had a point, we still stuck to our idea that it was the roast beef.
That was until it happened again. Another couple came over. They told us all about their big plans to quit their jobs, move to Hawaii, and finish up college degrees over there. They just had a few more things to arrange and within months they would be off. Almost 3 years later, they still haven't haven't left. Hard to get up and go when they suddenly realized they had a baby on the way. Did a little math and, yep, they were at our house right around conception date. We did not have roast beef that night. There was wine. We didn't even think that maybe our house and our dinner was to blame until it happened a third time.
Another couple came over for dinner. I realize this is all sounding like a coincidence but understand, we don't have people over for dinner often. In fact, apart from family, we have only ever had these three couples over for dinner. Couple number three was about a month away from getting married. From my understanding, the woman was even on birth control at the time, or at least they were using some sort of birth control method. We had dinner. We had wine. A month later we went to the wedding. DH was talking to the groom at the wedding and the groom said that they were planning on having kids, but wanted to wait a few years. At the end of the evening I overheard the bride saying she didn't feel well and was rather nauseous. Off they went on their honeymoon where apparently the bride kept feeling nauseous. Found out she had gotten pregnant about a month before they got married, right around the time they were at our house.
Since we have moved into our new house the only people we have had for dinner was my brother and his girlfriend. They have no plans to ever have children. We warned them what might happen. We made sure not to drink a drop of wine with dinner. They escaped unscathed by the pregnancy bug. Maybe it was the missing wine. Maybe the blessing/curse only applied to our old house.
Anyway, back to the nachos. A couple days after my first IUI, actually 3 days after, my BFF had a birthday party. There was pizza. There were nachos. There was beer. BFF's DH joked with me that night that they should have ordered the roast beef nachos, that maybe if they purchased some roast beef for me then I would end up pregnant. Two weeks later, I found out I was pregnant. Had to have been the nachos and the one beer I drank that did it. Which is why I am meeting up with BFF tonight for nachos and a beer. Watch out uterus! Here comes that zygote that is ready to implant!
It all started a few years ago back in our old house. We had my BFF and her DH over for dinner. We ate roast beef and drank some wine. BFF had gone off BC recently and was charting in hopes to get an idea of how her body worked. They were going to give it another month or two before they started trying and I am pretty sure the actual plan was to somewhat avoid getting pregnant at the time. Two weeks later, BFF ended up with a positive pregnancy test. Her chart showed that she likely got pregnant the night her and her man had dinner at my place. DH and I determined that it was the roast beef that was magical and made her pregnant. BFF claimed it was more likely the decent quantity of wine we consumed that night that led to her being a bit frisky when she got home. Although BFF had a point, we still stuck to our idea that it was the roast beef.
That was until it happened again. Another couple came over. They told us all about their big plans to quit their jobs, move to Hawaii, and finish up college degrees over there. They just had a few more things to arrange and within months they would be off. Almost 3 years later, they still haven't haven't left. Hard to get up and go when they suddenly realized they had a baby on the way. Did a little math and, yep, they were at our house right around conception date. We did not have roast beef that night. There was wine. We didn't even think that maybe our house and our dinner was to blame until it happened a third time.
Another couple came over for dinner. I realize this is all sounding like a coincidence but understand, we don't have people over for dinner often. In fact, apart from family, we have only ever had these three couples over for dinner. Couple number three was about a month away from getting married. From my understanding, the woman was even on birth control at the time, or at least they were using some sort of birth control method. We had dinner. We had wine. A month later we went to the wedding. DH was talking to the groom at the wedding and the groom said that they were planning on having kids, but wanted to wait a few years. At the end of the evening I overheard the bride saying she didn't feel well and was rather nauseous. Off they went on their honeymoon where apparently the bride kept feeling nauseous. Found out she had gotten pregnant about a month before they got married, right around the time they were at our house.
Since we have moved into our new house the only people we have had for dinner was my brother and his girlfriend. They have no plans to ever have children. We warned them what might happen. We made sure not to drink a drop of wine with dinner. They escaped unscathed by the pregnancy bug. Maybe it was the missing wine. Maybe the blessing/curse only applied to our old house.
Anyway, back to the nachos. A couple days after my first IUI, actually 3 days after, my BFF had a birthday party. There was pizza. There were nachos. There was beer. BFF's DH joked with me that night that they should have ordered the roast beef nachos, that maybe if they purchased some roast beef for me then I would end up pregnant. Two weeks later, I found out I was pregnant. Had to have been the nachos and the one beer I drank that did it. Which is why I am meeting up with BFF tonight for nachos and a beer. Watch out uterus! Here comes that zygote that is ready to implant!
Labels: infertility, unicornuate uterus, UU
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