CD 30. I was holding onto hope. My period is actually late. I ovulated and my husband was home to do the deed. There’s no way we missed it this cycle.
My little balloon of hope was popped this morning. Another BFN. I should be used to seeing it at this point. But it still stings and hurts like hell every. single. time.
I called my husband this morning to let him know. Last night we were so excited when we talked. This morning I could tell I was breaking his heart. He says he’s OK but we’re both really hurting.
So now I wait for AF. Constantly waiting. And wondering what’s wrong with me. There’s absolutely no indication that AF is going to happen anytime soon. 5 more days of waiting then I have to go back into my RE to figure out what’s going on.
I plan on taking the next cycle off to decompress. I’m meeting with my RE to plan our May IUI. And I guess we just go from there…