Yesterday I tested with an Equate and yet another IC. They were both BFNs, which is not terribly surprising. I won't lie, I cried. I was just so ready for 2011 to be a banner year. To start off the year with a bang. Alas, it was not meant to be (I love using the word "alas').
So, I cried. I mourned this IUI cycle that wasn't meant to be. I cried for me and for Buster, and for our dreams being broken, yet again. I am determined to force my RE into giving me injectibles for this upcoming cycle. I want two or three follies, dammit. And I will not rest until I have them!
Buster did a great job of comforting me, and we had a wonderful evening of cuddling on the couch and watching Chopped. I woke up this morning feeling refreshed and ready to face the next cycle. I realize that AF is still 3 or 4 days out, but I am fully prepared for her to arrive. And if she doesn't, lovely. But she will.
A fellow IF-blogger and friend (who has amazing taste in literature!) has recently started an Etsy store. She and her husband will be using the proceeds to help fund their adoption. Please check it out, and if you are feeling especially spunky, feel free to link her shop on your blog! :)
I am long overdue in posting a cute puppy picture. If you recall, we gave my MIL a puppy for Christmas. Her name is Lulu. Here is a photo she sent me recently of Lulu sleeping. The body of the email said, simply, "Thank You!"
Today's post title is from the song "A Lack of Color" by Death Cab for Cutie. <3