Here goes nothing!

Hi all, today I decided to join proud parenting, as it has been one of many sources of excellent info for us.
Q:why did I wait until today?
A:because of last night, ohh weird.

In short;
I am kt and that doll-face in the photo is my other half.
The two of us have been together for 5 years now, and over the many years we have discussed having a child, over and over and over and....
you get the point.
So, I guess in Jan we decided that now was the time. We started doing everything one would do, research, monitoring fertility, taking her to the "lady dr" to get the all clear.
Suprisingly the "lady dr" suggested to her when they were alone in that room for an hour and a half, (as I sat in the waiting room for an hour an a half, at least the couch was comfy) something about "at home" insemination.
Apparently that sparked an intrest with my dolly, propbably due to the price tag for the AI, and IUI.
So, I was originally against this, she, all for it.
We had a private donor set up already and it was entirly up to my doll to explain to him that he wasnt going to a clinic and getting great magazines and such. She had to explain to him that we would be requestion deposits 3-4 days in a row each month. Because if it was up to me he would go to the bank and make his deposit and when we needed another deposit in time he would just go back.
Blah blah blah, he was fine and ok.
Dolly's monitor was telling her MONDAY IS THE DAY!!!
Saturday we dropped off cups, and such.
Sunday we left (long night....)
Monday we are waiting for him to call, waiting and waiting, called his wife, called him, waiting and waiting...
Put together a gift package of playboys. (we had totally forgot to drop something else to him in regards to that matter on Saturday)
FINALLY!! They call, they say sorry we forgot our phones or something come now...
WE JUMP IN THE CAR, SPEED OVER THERE, CONTRACT AND MAGAZINES IN HAND....
We arive, sign, take the deposit, rush home, get every single last red light ever, its been an hour since its been in its cup, wrapped in a sock, wrapped inside a baby hat, hurry hurry, trafic slows to a crawl...
So, we make it home, is she ready? I am ready. I take it into the bathroom...

This is the weird part...

I put it into the needless syringe, almost die because of the odor. REALLY! ITS NASTY!!
Go into the bedroom where she lays and
AWKWARD...
She was sooo unhappy for the first time ever, like, we never even thought about this part. How strange. How tense. How awkward.
When she noted our event on her handy dandy palm sized pocket calender that tracks all of these day by day, step by step events we made sure we put in a 5. The 5 represents the scary factor, 1-5, 5 being the appitamy.
I figured being it was our first time, and we really hadnt expected the whole event, the whole gun to your head (or needless syrenge) forced, awkward love making that hopefully tonight, it will be only a 4.

Did anybody else have this creepy forced weird fast, your running out of time, get her in the mood issue,FAST, RUNNING OUT OF TIME, weird issue?
Did yours get better?
Tonight I am thinking of maybe a glass of wine, dinner, and a shared shower prior to the event.
God I hope that works...

PS. I had a problem with the spell checker and now I am running out of lunch hour time. Sorry.