I wish I didn't have to post this.
I'm done folks.
I want off the TTC train.
I'm in the midst of my fourth ultrasound series and it seems as though my ovaries are not cooperating.
I feel like such a fool after spending all that money in Omaha, since it seems like my ladyparts have more problems that surgery didn't fix.
I don't know why God has given me this cross to bear. It's far too heavy for me to carry.
I need to put it down.
Seven years is much too long and my heart can't take any more.
I'm sorry for such a sad post, particularly when there is so much happiness in blogland.
I just need to figure out a way to mourn my fertility without completely falling apart.
Lord, please have mercy on my weary soul.