Rebecca is 11 DPO and is still getting negative pee sticks. I finally broke down and asked her yesterday. In her past pregnancies she got positives on 9 and 10 dpo. She should get her period tomorrow. Of course there is always hope until the fat lady sings, but it's not looking good.
The sucky thing is that the next insem attempt will fall smack dab into Memorial Day weekend which was when I was potentially hoping to be moving to Chicago. I have a 4 day weekend. Tarzan is intent on finalizing a place for us to live. He's going to look at several places today.
It's been a helluva week of bad news, so why would I expect anything else when it comes to me having a baby? Believe me I've let my mind go to "well if I never become a mom, I'll never have to face the risk of losing my child". I seriously don't think I could handle that. I know we all live and die, and there is no guarantee how many years we will have, but how any parent handles the serious illness or death of a child is beyond my comprehension. Maybe God is trying to protect me from that because he knows I would not be able to handle it if I were a mother. I would need to be put into the looney bin for sure.
2 comments:
hugs to you.
Ugh..not what I was praying for. So sorry Kel.
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