I Think I'm Broken

Or rather, I think my eggs are broken. Another month and I am quite sure I didn't ovulate. Sigh. Have you heard of "If you give a mouse a cookie"? It's a children's book. I told Chris I just want to ovulate, not even get pregnant yet and Chris said, "If you give a Beckie an ovulation, she'll want a pregnancy to go with it." It's only funny if you've read the book...

I think my Ob/Gyn only cares about me if I get pregnant. I've pretty much been treating myself. I asked to up the clomid dosage and I asked for a 21 day progesterone lab slip. It's kinda weird. Then I have to literally stalk them just to get my blood test results. Oh well, we'll see what happens. Til later!

"On the Road Agaaaaaiiiiiiiin" (Sung in E minor)

Well, here we go again! Onto that long windy road of infertility. Tomorrow I go on the higher dosage of 50mg of Clomid. Yay, even more anger! Thank God Chris is out of town, poor guy.

Liam pooped his pants today at the flower shop. Too bad I found out too late or I could have offered them some free fertilizer! Ah, parenting.

My Broken Heart

I thought a negative preg test was the worst, but this is even worse than that. All that work, charting and body temp, hormones and planning and I didn't even ovulate! I just cried and cried because there wasn't even a chance to get pregnant this month. I KNOW it will happen in God's time but I really, really want this.

Happy Easter!

Here is Little Man in his Easter suit.

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Praise God He is risen!!!!

The Long Wait Begins...

Well, ovulation has come and gone and now we wait. And wait, and wait. Sigh. At least I have you little blog, to keep me company. 13 days til evil pee stick day. Sigh.