So a lot has happened since my last post. DH and I celebrated our wedding anniversary, we transferred out last frozen baby and now we are trying to figure out what comes next. In 24 hours I will receive confirmation of yet another failed cycle but even as I write/ type this, I am still hoping for a miracle. After all I am a Christian and faith is a huge part of my religion.
The past month has been tough. Each cycle that goes by without a pregnancy, a piece of me sinks deeper into that awful place that I don't want to go. My faith has been and is being tested every day and I fear that I am failing. There is no preparation for that awful "not pregnant" and the deep gut wrenching sobs are inevitable.
Things I am currently struggling with:
1. Should I quit my job?
2. Gestational surrogate?
3. My Faith!!!
Friends of ours eloped a couple of months ago and now we are walking on thin ice waiting for the big "announcement". When it comes we will be happy for them but also sad that we are still limping along....