So 3 years ago this week just as I am about to go in the second trimester, there is no hb. Fast forward and here I am pouring over a DE contract and wondering if my lawyer even reads what I write to him. Because the last time I checked just b/c I have to use DE doesn't mean I am a freaking millionare and I can just send Jeeves to the west wing to pick dollars off the money tree next to the stables with the unicorns. Ughhhh.
So many people told me, oh don't worry it will happen. Have a bottle of wine, go on vacation, your young it will happen.. yeah not so much.
Its been a long three years. I wish I could just go back to being naive about everything and never have to face the pain and suffering of what this journey has entailed both physically and mentally. IF is my invisible scarlet letter.
Sorry, obviously this has been brewing and unfortunately I remember stupid dates when stuff happens to me.