Flo is a fickle bitch. I started spotting last night and woke up to NOTHING this morning! I've been spotting on and off throughout the day today. What the?! Flo, if you're really coming I demand that you show your face NOW! If you don't, I think I may go mad.
Let me just reiterate how much I love J. Yesterday I told him that my second pregnancy test was negative. We then both simultaneously grabbed our respective tablets and started furiously searching the internet for any explanations. It was a really nice feeling to know that I had a partner in googling crime. Up until then I thought that I was the only psycho in the house who frantically took to the internet whenever infertility disaster arose. Later that night when I told him that I had started spotting his response was, "Yeah, I read that it can happen." Awww, my J was reading up on early pregnancy symptoms. What a guy!
But by then my mind had already decided that all hope was lost and J's only option was to hold me while I sobbed. Not only is he an excellent internet junkie, he also gives wonderful hugs. So, even though I do not feel lucky in the fertility realm I realize that I am very lucky in other aspects of my life.