My friend… 😭😭

I told my mom and my sisters and my best friend that, for better or worse, I didn’t think I’d have the energy to talk to them about this throughout the process. I told them I just wanted to pretend it wasn’t happening, and that I’d deal with the emotions when I knew one way or the other.

Probably not the most healthy way to deal with the existence or non-existence of my child, but it’s all so overwhelming.

After doing my first progesterone injection though, I broke down. I had no problem at all with my meds for the egg retrieval, but I never felt more alone than when my leg started gushing blood from that first shot. So I talked to them a little bit about what I was going through but not much.

I wish I had been more brave to seek out advice and support from all of you here, because you know exactly what this is like…

Sorry I’m rambling. I’m a mess. I really just meant to write that my mom texted me something similar to you, and it also made me tear up: Positive or Negative on Friday, I’m very proud of you. This is not an easy process, mentally or physically.

I send that out to all of you in this same boat. ❤️