Keeping that sperm warm

Next step done: the sperm has been delivered!

It turns out, it doesn’t take nearly as long to ‘produce a sample’ as I thought it might. Husband took pot and disappeared into the spare room whilst I put Schitt’s Creek on loudly to drown out any noises that I really didn’t want to hear.

It was done by the time I’d finished brushing my teeth.

Tucking the (intimidatingly large) pot between my boobs, I hotfooted it to the clinic, worried about arriving half an hour early. I guess it’s ok now? I popped it in the incubator and carried on with my day. Godspeed, little sperm. Just a couple of days to wait to find out what good swimmers you are...