Hello, ladies. Well, today brings with it, along with cold temperatures and bright sunshine, a BFN.
So sad. So, so sad.
I am sitting in my jammies right now, watching The Proposal for the um-teenth time. I just ate all I could hold of chicken tenders and fries and Russ*ll Stovers individually packed chocolate hearts.
And I feel rotten, just rotten.
My coworkers switched shifts with me today, to allow me to work less and get to come home once I found out the (hopefully good) news. I'm a pharmacist, and I'm really blessed to have their understanding.
I'd love to be smiling on the inside right now - and I'd really love to just be happy. To have my dreams come true, just this once, just this time.
We've had 4 embryo transfers over the years, and if you count the 2 times I conceived naturally, I've carried 11 embryos in my womb over the years.
And not one take-home baby. Jesus, thank you for being by my side when I don't understand. I just can't understand the pain, the sadness.......... the incredible delay of my hopes.
Love you all.