Poor Me

We're approaching THE due date fast. And I am not pregnant again (what a surprise, eh?). I read blogs of women who got pregnant around the same time as me, they are getting ready to give birth- or already have their little ones home. I see women in my neighborhood chatting happily with each other while everyone of them is carrying a baby.

People, I do feel left out a little bit.

I am going to meet with my RE this week to discuss another HSG, just to make sure that the plumbing is still in semi-working condition. Maybe we can couple this attempt with another round of Letrozole? It's cheap. In some ways though, it all feels kinda pointless.

I have had beautiful cycles the last couple of times. Strong ovulation predictors, good cycle lenght, adequate periods (with the added bonus of absent pain!). If I didn't know I was so damn infertile (most of the time), it wouldn't look so bad from the outside...But the periods always show up on time, and the most i get in terms of second lines are dubious evaporation lines on dubious pregnancy tests. Damn.

Is there a point to this posts? Nah.

But, hey, the weather here in the Northwest was beautiful this weekend!!! And I had my first visit to the emergency room in the middle of the night with Mr H and Miss V in tow...it's all good now though, I just needed some nice pain medication and a small medical procedure to drain an "peritonsillar absess". The emergency room visit was, well, interesting. Next to me, hidden behind a curtain, was an old man suffering from alcoholism. Or so I thought until they asked him when he had his last menstrual period.

Did I mention that we have had some great weather lately???