My doctor gave us a referral to a fertility specialist last month, but the earliest appointment they had available was at the end of March. Since i had a couple of untreated months, and this whole process is stressful as hell, I decided to give myself February off. I still took my thyroid medication and my prenatals, but i wasn’t as strict about prenatals. I still did an ovulation test, and since it actually looked positive (without letrozole!!!), we still had sex, but not on as strict of a schedule. I ate foods with gluten a lot, even though my doctor said not to because I have Hashimotos, and honestly because I love real bread. And I actually went out drinking. I’ve barely even allowed myself a glass of wine over the past year “just in case,” but I was doing shots all night, and I loved every second of it. It was so good to just relax for a bit, and I had every intention of getting back on track as soon as my period finished (which is today) so I’d have a month to work on myself again before the appointment to undo my February damage.

And the clinic just called to move my appointment to TOMORROW. 😂😂😂 I’m happy they could move it up, but now I’m kinda wishing I’d had a less fun February so I was more prepared 😂 Thankfully its just my consultation and first ultrasound.