This was my journey to become a mother, at the ripe young age of 37. Then 38 and let's not forget 39. Now, it's just my journey of life. Stories from the past and present that will hopefully inspire others, to follow their hearts and create the life they imagine! We only get one life, and I'm determined to create some great memories for the nursing home. Laughter, Music, Food, Friends and of course shenanigans...always shenanigans
Thursday, November 13, 2014
A bust.
BFN... Dreaded words. Big fucking negative. Weeks of daily shots, my stomach is swollen, the PIO (progesterone in oil) makes your body think it's pregnant. Your boobs swell, your emotions go crazy. It's a kick in the teeth really. So now that I don't have to take the PIO, it will take a few days and then my period will come, but not just any old period, but one that is the slap in the face reminder that you aren't pregnant. I'm already cramping and I see a lot of chocolate in my future.
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