Warning: This post is uninspired.
Ever so slightly spotting this AM. The tell tale mild cramps. There’s no denying it now. I’m glad I held out testing (12 dpo today); I don’t think I can handle any more stark white sticks. Those things are so mean.
I knew this wasn’t going to be my month. It’s strange, but since I have been under a doctor’s care, I have felt like I know how it will play out:
Feb. (medicated, good old BD) BFN
March (medicated, IUI) BFN
April (medicated, IUI) BFN
—————Future Cycle Predictions
WELL I CAN’T PUT IT IN WRITING! THEN IT WON’T COME TRUE!
Let’s just say, I will need to be patient for a bit longer, but my time will come.
In the meantime, the next few weeks are going to be extremely busy, and I am looking forward to many things:
1) Closing on our new house next week!
3) School Musical (I direct it and it’s a BIG FULL SCALE production)
4) wine, wine, wine
5) NO 2 WEEK WAIT
6) Did I mention the martinis and wine? (without the guilt)
7) losing 5 pounds by summer (in spite of the martinis and wine)
Have to keep moving forward, and HAVE to remember to smell the roses along the way…