I sit down to write this post and I am at lost for words, not sure how or where to begin. I was on cloud nine this week from the wonderful news that I got on Tuesday. That is until yesterday morning when I awoke feeling like hell. (Sorry, but this post is about to get personal). I had started my cycle.
Each month I take a hormone to make me have a period and then this month it just happens by itself and at the wrong damn time. I guess holding on to the hope that just maybe I might be pregnant was then shattered.
Tomorrow I will start the fertility medicine again for the 3rd time. I HATE that stuff and it is the absolute worst feeling ever.
So here is to another month and another try. My hope is fading and it's so hard to stay positive. I am just going to put a smile on my face and focus on the new house and try to keep my mind off of it. It does no good to sit and worry it just makes my dream seem like it's just so far away.