Sixteen @#*$!@ months. That's how long we've been trying for another baby. How is it, then, that I took a pregnancy test this morning and it was negative? Still!
I'm so pissed and upset. I can't even put it into words. Right now, I'm ready to quit. I'm tired of charting, temping, obsessing, testing, having side effects all for--what? NOTHING. How is it that teenagers and other less fit (at least so it seems) people can pop them out like a machine gun? Eff this. Eff it all.
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My journey through infertility, miscarriage, and adoption
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