I think that I have had a run of good days, and weeks where I haven’t had IF issues. And then I get hit with bad days.
A bad dream last night, a crappy Work day ( no real reason, but feeling under appreciated) and a lunch out ( which was to show appreciation!). Where there was extensively discussion of babies. Sigh.
Throw in the feeling that this month is going to be another negative and just. Not happy.
It doesn’t help that over the weekend I read two books that included a “surprise pregnancy even though condoms were used” plot twist. One I could cope with, but two just make me sad