Well, AF showed up like clockwork today. And for the 1st time in God knows how long, I didn't cry. Normally I would have sat in the bathroom and (ugly) cried as I reached under the sink for my tampons and then cried even more knowing that  my hopes of having life grow in my belly are crushed once again. I'll always pray for a baby, and leave it in the lords hands to grant me the gift of motherhood again.