Tomorrow, by this time, I will know how many follicles are growing. I really hope it is a healthy number.
I'm bouncing, ever so gently, between feeling hopeful about this cycle, and feeling overwhelmed by the enormity of the struggle my husband and I have been through over the last 2 1/2 years. I think that there are times when I just keep it at bay, and other times when it just feels too close.
I have a pretty full day, which is good, but I just want to go lay down. It doesn't help that I'm not sleeping too well. Ugh.
Please don't tell me I'm strong. I know I'm strong. I getting really tired of using my strength for holding my soul together--I want to use it to nurture another little soul. Ya know?