So she showed up... my evil lady friend....which means my first cycle on Clomid was a big fat fail! The weekend before last I hit rock bottom. Trying to concieve had officially knocked me on my ass. I was a crying, angry mess all weekend long. When my period didnt show this week I held on to a tiny bit of hope but as the week went on, the more I knew I wasn't pregnant and I just wanted the cycle to be over and done with. I started praying for my period to show so I could stop worrying and wondering. And what do you know, she showed. So I am slowly but surely wiping away the tears, getting up off the floor and dusting myself off. We have decided not to jump in to another round of fertility drugs just yet. I am going to focus on other things then trying to concieve for the next couple of months. It's been too draining and emotional so we definitely need a break. Maybe in May we will be ready to go again but that is still to be decided.
So this is an official goodbye to any hopes of a 2012 Whitfield Baby.
I am putting all of my faith in God that this is part of the perfect plan for our family.
