Well, as my history dictates, nothing is ever black and white, nor easy.
After 48 hours on a rollercoaster... the ride has come to a complete stop.
Beta Wednesday was the most lame of numbers: 6.5. But had an elevated (for me) p4 of 15.5. I suspected it was around 12-13dpo. Late starter, slow grower... or just the booster?
Today's beta was 3.1, p4 8. I'm cramping and spotting.
At this point, I'm choosing to put my head in the sand, and say the betas picked up a trace of the booster ovidrel I did, a week and a half prior. I'm choosing this answer, because I don't have it in me to admit another pregnancy has failed. Anyone saying the number seven, will be shot, and I'll ask questions after.
I am angry.
I am sour.
And as much as I truely appreciate everyone's good wishes, huggz, and Teez&Peez that "next month is my month"... let's just skip that chit.
I'll happily accept a beverage of some sort, or a joke that'll make me chuckle. Or a horse, that I can get back on.
Davez and I are seriously considering an "IVF Vacation" in either Thailand, Prague or Panama this April. We're going to discuss this at length this weekend. We're OOP for 100% of everything at this point.
There's a pot of gold at the end of this rainbow somewhere...
and we all know you don't get rainbows without some rain.
Or a downpour.
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"I did it for Cricket"