I went through this month so full of hope and happy. We started letrozole. This was finally going to work, we were gonna be pregnant this month.

I woke this morning with cramps in my belly and blood when I wiped. I cried. My husband did his best to comfort me before he left for work. My day is trash from the get go, a total write off. I’m sad. I’m angry. I feel like a failure.

Why can’t I just give us the fucking baby we long for?!

I’m ready to give up.