AF showed yesterday--a day and a half late. I'm never, ever late, so of course I'd let myself get my hopes up. Just the latest in a long line of let-downs this last month. I was really hoping this would be the month. On to cycle 4 (3 according to DH.) I know that's no time at all in the grand scheme of things, but I just need to...succeed at something, you know? I feel like everything I try to do lately falls flat or blows up in my face. Getting pregnant would have made all the other disappointment worth it. But no luck. My poor husband's had to deal with my meltdown after AF showed following an extremely crazy week at work. I want a baby so bad, but I can't take more rejection--especially from my own body!!

Sorry this was kind of long. I just needed to let off steam to people who understand the pain of failing to conceive a child yet again.