I stopped taking my temperature this morning. Yesterday morning, my temp fell below my 'coverline,' and the two days before it weren't too exciting, either. It is heart-breaking to believe in something and have it evade you...constantly. I had so much hope for this cycle, but I am now starting to feel the sting of defeat. Obviously it isn't over until my period shows up, but this is ridiculous. In just a few days, we will be finished trying for another baby for nine months. I shake my head at the thought that people can get 'knocked up' on accident, be on drugs throughout a pregnancy, or already have a whole slew of kids and get pregnant again...and yet we can't have just.one.more. That's it! I am not asking for too much, at least I don't think. Apparently God, the universe, whomever, doesn't think that I can handle it.
Be prepared for an even bigger rant in a few days. ::hangs head::
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I'm so sorry. I think the days leading up to AF, when all signs point to impending CD1, are the absolute worst. I really, truly hope you aren't out this cycle and that you end up getting your BFP. ((hugs))
I'm sorry :( It's not fair, I know.
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