Last year, on this day, I started this blog.
A year. So much has happened, and yet so little at the same time.
I had just had a 3rd IUI cancelled due to my overachieving left ovary. M. and I decided to take a break from the RE and treatment. I started acupuncture. Surely, I would fall pregnant. After all, I don't have problem conceiving, just staying pregnant.
Month after month went by, negative after negative. I quit acupuncture. The holidays came and went. More negatives. I stopped temping.
Finally, in March, I got those elusive two pink lines.
Shocked, doesn't even begin to explain my feelings as I stared at that test. And then as quickly as the joy came, my world crashed again. But this time, as I suffered my 5th loss, it was different.
I had you.
You who supported me in those 3 weeks of every other day betas, my musings on whether to take the met.hotrexate or not, you who just stopped by to say sorry. You who listened to me complain about feeling pregnant, my face breaking out, and bleeding. You offered thoughts, experiences, and even some laughter.
There are not enough words to even start to thank you. Please, just know, that no comment goes unnoticed.