May is definitely a bummer month for me. I think it has a lot to do with it being baby season. It's weird to think that if my uterus had not kicked it out, I would be throwing a first birthday party this month. It's so frustrating that I'm not getting pregnant. I wish that my quest for a baby didn't consume such a large part of my life, but it's impossible to forget when I'm on a strict "getting busy" schedule as well as a pill and blood test regimen. Clomid has been providing me with plenty of grumpiness and spontaneous hot flashes. I told Adam that I'm just in training for menopause. The weather has also been giving a gray depressing vibe which hasn't been helping my mood at all. Luckily my hot husband will have runaway days with me. This weekend we ran to Logan, just the two of us. It was just what the doctor ordered.
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