Emotional Sunday

Yesterday, was HARD for me. I was an emotional mess.


Today is Monday, 3/27/17 and transfer is Friday, 3/31.


I was tired even after getting copious amounts of sleep. My breasts were tender due to the increase in estrogen. I cried after grocery shopping for no reason other than hormones wrecking havoc on my life.


I received acupuncture for the first time since the day of the first FET that didn't work. I find it calming and relaxing, but didn't do much for the most of my day.


We also started PIO injections again last night. Nick has gotten to be a pro at this. Not bad for a man that hates needles. As I was bent over the counter in the bathroom last night and this injection turned out to be a gusher of blood. I reminded him to remind our child how much we loved her even before she was born. You know, when she reaches that age where "I hate you" will eventually come out of her lips.


I am hopeful that this will be the cycle for us to conceive and expand our family, but we are also realists. Nick thinks we might need a break if this cycle doesn't work before diving right back in again. Poor guy, my mood swings are taken out on him. So while he might not be taking any medications, he definitely feels the backlash from them. We also decided to put in 2 embryos on our third try if this cycle isn't successful.


Sometimes I feel planning for the worst always helps me get through it if or when our hopes don't pan out. But it also makes the right that much more special.