All systems are go!

She got it!  I don’t think either of us has ever been so excited for the wife to get her period.  I usually dread it because of the cranky disposition that seems to take over my usually peppy wife.  Our quest begins!  I picked out our donor this weekend.  He’s a 6’ tall, 165 lb. smarty-pants.  It seems a bit silly, but I liked him because we had a few things in common, like being ambidextrous, and our love for the Boston Red Sox and mint chocolate chip ice-cream.

The wife called the clinic this morning and her drugs are on the way to us; I called the sperm bank, and the donor specimen is on its way to Boston IVF.  Fingers are crossed!