I was looking forward to this two week wait. The first 2ww in six months. I got excited at the thought of it being all I could do not to start testing at 7 DPO. ...of staring at nonexistent, but potential lines. ...of turning down that glass of wine. I was really looking forward to being all hopeful for two weeks and wondering if every little twinge I felt could be because a tiny little one was being created and starting to grow. Even though I would know that every "symptom" I felt was probably due to the Clomid, deep, deep down I would have hope. I will still have those symptoms these next two weeks if the Clomid so chooses, but I know there's no baby in there causing them.
I'm probably 1 DPO today. Thirteen more days to go.
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