Yesterday was a good day. I got caught up and even a little ahead on my work. The sun was shining for the first time in God only knows how long. A good friend of ours came over. We had a bonfire in the backyard while the dogs played. A good June day!
J told me that he'd confided in said friend about our 'situation'. So, when the conversation turned to my two week late period, we were able to talk frankly over the fire. We talked about how both guys were very confident that it would happen someday. We discussed adoption, foster care (our friends youngest brother was foster-to-adopt), the egregious cost of fertility treatment, etc. A good chat!
Then the inevitable happened.
I went pee and saw red.
Frick. CD 43 was over and replaced by CD1. For a moment I felt the familiar pang in my heart. But, I knew this was coming. At least now I could have a drink at the fire with no guilt. At least I saved my final test.
It's all about the positive spin.
I'm sorry. No woman wants to see red when they are hoping for two pink lines. I am happy however that you two talked about all those important topics. Hopefully you have a plan and are on the same page.
ReplyDeleteGood luck with your next cycle. I hope your lucky one if just around the corner.
And boy, wasn't that WA sun beautiful today!
MissC
Finding that positive spin can be difficult. I hate when I have to start back at CD 1, but at the same time I'm like ok, let's just get another cycle going if the one I am in is going to be a fail.
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