Well, it's that time of the month again. AF showed up and I broke down; yet again.

Seeing that ugly smear on the toilet paper breaks my heart every month and after 2 years trying to conceive, it hasn't gotten any easier. All I want is my beautiful rainbow baby is that too much to ask for? I ask myself every month is this pay back for the choices I made when I was a child? For the life I led before I grew up?

All I see day in day out are happy women flaunting there perfectly working uterus in my face. I know I should be happy for them but I can't be. I can't be happy when they have the one thing I am desperate for.

Well, a date with Ben and Jerry and a bottle of rosé is definitely happening tonight. Here's to this cycle!🍷