Tag Archives: #hope
For some reason, I am suddenly hopeful. I don’t know why. Maybe it was the thinking I had a cyst and getting mentally prepared to have the cycle cancelled. Maybe it was finding out the my lining was at 12 (muther. fucker. 12!!). Or maybe it’s just a case of the crazies setting in.
Probably the later.
But I do feel hopeful. For the first time in ages. This is our last cycle with our last three little snowbabies. Surely. Out of all those embryos, there has to be one good one. Surely… its one of these three.
The three Musketeers.
Transfer is set for next Monday. Beta is scheduled for Feb 8th – which is the Mr’s birthday. SURELY I couldn’t get a BFN on his birthday.
*Hopes comes crashing down.*
After all. I’m the girl who found out I had a Zombie Fetus on Halloween. The gods, they are always a laughing at me.