My 34th birthday was on Friday. I was dreading it for a while. When you are struggling with IF, every birthday means that your eggs are one year older too. So when the day finally came, it turned out that I actually enjoyed it. My students found out and were all excited that it was my birthday. They made me little signs and cards. They are so filled with joy for birthdays, how could I be sad? My dh gave me some nice presents and we went out to eat. It was nice to spend time together and just relax. I had a temporary break from the madness that I am drowning in.
No new news on the TTC front:
I decided to not go in for any more US this month. I am not taking the triggers bc they do not work. This is the first month in a long time that I am not doing OPK. I am still doing my charts. So I am slowing down, but I cannot just give up yet.
I am starting to get the feeling that the RE blew me off. It has been about 3 weeks since I wrote him. I am giving him a month and then I am going to make an apt to see him. I also have to see if my napro Dr is going to officially turn me down for that new treatment or not. He told me to talk to him after Christmas. So more waiting. This has been the longest month ever.