Another One Bites The Dust

Ok, so I didn't come here and give an update. No good excuse really. But here it is.

We tried for another cycle and it didn't work. I did the Met and the Clomid and it didn't work. I thought it would, but it didn't. Did I mention it didn't work?

So, now what? Do I want to put myself through all this again? Right now I say no, but I know I'll change my mind. I always do. The only thing is my donor will be out of town right when I need him so this month is out. That much is for sure.

I've been thinking. Perhaps this whole infertility thing is for a reason. I want to have my own child, but I was never one of those girls who always dreamt of it or whatever. I always knew I'd be raising someone else's children. And that leads me back to foster parenting. Maybe that's what I'm supposed to do?

We have started everything back up again as far as foster parenting goes. Maybe I should focus my energy towards that and forget about trying to conceive for a while. I could take this time to get myself healthy, right?

So far, I've lost 7 pounds since I started taking Metformin. I fluctuates between having lost 4-5 inches as well. I'm pretty impressed with myself. I didn't think I could do it.

I've joined Curves and I really like it. My mom joined, too but that's a subject I'll get to later...