Wouldn't it be funny if...
Hey, guess what? I'm like, 4 days late! Ha. Ha.Don't even go there. Hubby has 0 - count 'em, 0 - swimmers, so ain't no way. Besides, after the mandatory 8,347 cups of wine for Passover seders, and the little extra bottle(s) I treated myself to all week, if I were, y'know, Junior wouldn't have a functioning brain cell left. Seriously.
Nope, it's just my body rubbing my nose in it yet again. Remember that just-barely-below-10 FSH number? Yeah, it's just those "Getting Ready for Menopause Right Before You're Finally Able to Try Another Cycle" blues. Sing it for me, B.B...
Labels: crankiness, infertility
posted by projgen @ 02:42
4 Comments:
I wish things were going better. Hang in there!
I don't want to be too polly-anna but I think every cycle I've seen in blogland starts off with a late period. I hope you can get things going soon.
Um, do you remember everything you did after all those cups of wine?
Just asking. ;-)
lut, of course I do! And don't listen to Hubby if he starts something about me dancing on the table... never happened. ;)
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