I know this by now.
Crying is the least effective way to bring about the things that you want so badly.
And I went about my morning, busying myself with taking my daughter to ballet, tidying up the house, doing a couple loads of laundry.
Until my heart won the battle and I sat there on the floor amidst the laundry and cried.
Another unsuccessful cycle.
Logically, I know that we the Clomid/IUI treatment boosted us to only a 20% chance of getting pregnant.
Logically, I know that we’ve only completed one of three cycles that our doctor recommended.
Logically, I know that we’ll regroup and ready ourselves for our next cycle.
But, my heart won out this afternoon.
Tomorrow, I will pick myself up again. but there’s simply no stopping the tears today.