I had been doing really well this month, thinking positive thoughts since I actually ovulated.. and then- the 2ww. It has been so rough on me.
Then today, DH almost took our dog to the pound (long story- we have to get rid of her- she keeps digging and we are trying to get our house ready to sell).. so I started the morning bawling. He decided to bring her back home, and luckily I found a home for her in a couple of weeks. I'm ok with that - I know it is best. But then I took the afternoon off to run some errands, and one of them happened to include hitting babies-r-us and getting a shower gift for my really great friend that I was pregnant with b/f my miscarriage. Well... that trip was not easy. I just had no idea how hard it would be. I wandered aimlessly around the store.. admiring all the pregnant women in there, wishing I was them, shopping for my baby that I have yet to meet.. gawking at all the newborns as their mothers strolled them around the store. Man, I choked up just standing in line to check out. When I walked outside, I just broke down. I'm sure everyone was staring at me. But geez.. too difficult.

It just really sucked. I know a lot of it is b/c I am at the end of my 2ww and still no BFP and still no AF. I am sitting here cramping wishing AF would just show so I can move on to the next cycle.
Anyway, enough ranting.. i already feel better. If you read this long post... you are the best... thanks for just hearing me out!!