You know what frustrates me? It frustrates me that everyone’s answer is “no” right now. No to all kinds of things ranging from simple CloClo, to injectables and IUI, all the way to the mother of infertility treatments: IVF. I know my friends are heartbroken, and frustrated, and furious. I am heartbroken for them. Each and every one of them deserves the baby they’ve been trying for for so long, and for so hard. All their no’s lead me to believe that mine is coming soon. That’s right, friends, I’m on the mental preparedness train, prepping myself for a “no,” because that seems to be the universal answer as of late.
As for the not being crazy this cycle, I’ve managed to keep it to a minimum, only googling IUI success stories/rates once or twice. I so badly want this to work, and to be IT, but I just have a sneaking suspicion that it’s not.
I need people to start getting yes’s. I need it like whoa, because their yes’s give me hope. I need me some hope in a big way.