Remember that dangerous word?! Well, here we are again! We’ve done all we can do, certainly felt the effects of the Clomid, and now we wait.

As hopefulness gently rises, I reluctantly let it in. While I’m so afraid of another month passing me by, it would unfair to let it define my entire journey.

I grieved my loss, discovered a coworker is expecting, managed a very full week of work and gave everything I could to TTC this month.

I have made yoga and running plans for next week, will start drinking my smoothies and hopefully feel better after that psycho hormonal bloating.

I am sending every positive vibe I can into the universe, asking for love and kindness and life!

I have my second accidental alignment with Brenè Brown’s Guideposts on reminding me something will have to work and if not, I still must find joy.

Cheers to the TWW!