I tested this morning. I walked away and came back in the suggested three minutes. A single, glaringly dark pink line was staring back at me. I don’t know why I thought this cycle might be different than every other cycle before it. I’ve been having cramps since Thursday morning and hadn’t experienced one single pregnancy symptom. I had a feeling this cycle was a bust yet again, despite having a fabulous dream about sharing news of a BFP with E and my BFF. Apparently dreams don’t come true. At least right now they don’t.
At this point I’m struggling with a decision. We have the option of doing one more injectable cycle before proceeding with IVF in April. Honestly, I’m not sure if I’m physically, mentally, or emotionally willing to do one more cycle. I want a clear mind and a healthy body before going into IVF. I’ll be calling the RE tomorrow to discuss our options. Right now, I’m probably 90% sure that we’re just going to sit this cycle out.
I wish I had the opportunity to write a better, happier, more positive post. I guess it just wasn’t in the cards for us. Again.