I don't know how I feel. I feel like I have one foot in the "trying to have a baby world" and one foot out. Quitting scares the hell out of me. Trying scares the hell out of me. What to do? What to do? I am usually not an indecisive person, at all, but lately I have become increasingly so. It's interesting because it opens me up to other people's input. I have found that other people have good ideas too (wink wink).
Lately, I have been dealing with my new 8 pound bundle. It's right around my belly. I was very lucky to have gained a very marginal amount of weight through this process baby trying process, but last cycle I got a big consolation prize...8 extra pounds. I feel bad about it, but not motivated to do anything about it and I am a little too excited about it being candy season.
Today is my CD22. In a few days my cycle will start and my attempt to get pregnant with 'the one who waits'. I'm not afraid. I'm not excited. I'm just going through the motions and quietly hoping for a miracle.
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Oh my goodness. The weight gain. Um, me too.
I am hoping for you too.
Hoping for that miracle
xx
I gained weight this last cycle too. Doesn't help with the overall emotional state but love your new soft self anyway and enjoy your candy. Hoping for a successful cycle for you.
weight gain, shmeight gain. with the shit of the last few months, a few pounds is nothing. i'm sure it suits you anyways.
(btw, I still poke at my stomach fat and claim it's just swelling from the injectables.)
I have all my guns blazing for you. I will smite anything that gets in your way, girl. just let me know.
i second gold star's sentiment to smite anything that gets in your way.
miracles do happen, and i hope one happens for you.
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