Apologies...and Moving On

Thank you all for your support after my last post. It was very painful yet reassuring to write in response to that comment but I hope that I represented myself and others in an articulate, thoughtful way. I also hope that Thou Who Shall Remain Nameless will take this information, learn from it, and pass on kindness to the next person in need instead of making that person feel guilty. Guilt is a useless emotion and is only used to manipulate others to do what you feel is right. None of us should judge each other, but try to learn from one another. I know I am far from perfect but I try to respect other people's beliefs, even if they are different from my own. The saying goes that people who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. Who am I to judge another person for their imperfections when I am obviously imperfect myself? I really try to live my life by treating people how I would like to be treated. That's not to say that I don't fail to stay true to that at times. But I really strive to pay it forward so to speak - to pass on the love and support I receive.

I do want to apologize in case I offended anyone who is not a Christian or a believer in God. It has not been brought to my attention that I have but I did not want to alienate anyone who is different from myself. As I said, I respect everyone's beliefs with regards to religion, politics, etc. I do not expect people to wholeheartedly agree with everything I say on my blog or IRL. I just felt I should speak up for myself and anyone else who has been told that infertility is their punishment for actions or mistakes they have made in the past or present. I am a Christian and therefore, my response was built upon those beliefs and values. However, my argument could be modified to reflect anyone's personal preferences.

In the words of Forrest Gump, that's all I have to say 'bout that.

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I am on Day 2 of Clomid cycle #3. Usually, Day 3 is where the hot flashes start hitting so I am trying to prepare myself. They have always been manageable but I'm waiting for something unbearable to happen. I hear so many women talk about the monsters they become from these little pills and I feel like I'm the freak who actually feels normal. I keep thinking it's going to burst out of me at any moment and I'll turn into Medusa.

But so far so good. BD marathon set to begin on Thursday. Stocked up on the digital OPKs (since I can never interpret the lines on the dip sticks) and the PreSeed. We're just in waiting mode until we can be open for business. Boy, that sounds bad. Can we possibly get any more mechanical?

I can't believe we're back here again. But I'm giving it my best shot.