It’s a little silly, but I’m due to start my first round of Clomid in 2 days, and last night, I got a weird shaped strawberry that reminded me of a foetus in a way:

I was told by a Tarot reader that my sign would be bicycles. Well, yesterday while I was at the beach, 2 cyclists were riding ON the sand, and I was like how bizarre, never seen that before. And then this morning, I drove past a whole group of cyclists for an event.

I’m usually not one to believe, but after two devastating losses, I’m clinging on to any sign of hope.

Baby dust, ladies.