popchick75
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I need to vent...sorry if this rambles on!
I was so hopeful this month. For some reason, I had this great 'this is it' feeling from O day onward. Timed everything perfectly. Lots of creamy CM, heavy feeling in BBs, a faint but promising line on an IC at 9dop, blue veins everywhere, slight cramping off and on, and all of a sudden yesterday i even noticed that i had Montgomery's tubercles! I truly thought this was it after all this time.
Tested yesterday and this morning at 10 and 11dpo and got nothing. Stark white.
It has been such a hard week. I'm renting my house out to a friend and they are moving in this week. I let them start storing their stuff there a little early since they just had a baby 3 weeks ago and are really having a hard time getting everything together to move. I went into the house a few days ago to finish cleaning up for them, and saw that they had moved all of the baby stuff into the second bedroom. I just broke down and cried. That's supposed to be *my* baby stuff in there. How many places have I lived in the past 10 years of trying and thought 'this will be the house i bring my baby home to.'
I just feel like i can't take this anymore.
I was so hopeful this month. For some reason, I had this great 'this is it' feeling from O day onward. Timed everything perfectly. Lots of creamy CM, heavy feeling in BBs, a faint but promising line on an IC at 9dop, blue veins everywhere, slight cramping off and on, and all of a sudden yesterday i even noticed that i had Montgomery's tubercles! I truly thought this was it after all this time.
Tested yesterday and this morning at 10 and 11dpo and got nothing. Stark white.
It has been such a hard week. I'm renting my house out to a friend and they are moving in this week. I let them start storing their stuff there a little early since they just had a baby 3 weeks ago and are really having a hard time getting everything together to move. I went into the house a few days ago to finish cleaning up for them, and saw that they had moved all of the baby stuff into the second bedroom. I just broke down and cried. That's supposed to be *my* baby stuff in there. How many places have I lived in the past 10 years of trying and thought 'this will be the house i bring my baby home to.'
I just feel like i can't take this anymore.
