Yeah, so yesterday I woke to CD1. And I didn't burst immediately into tears and hit the ground sobbing about how I couldn't go through another cycle.
I was excited.
Yup. You heard me right. You see, since surgery we've had two medicated cycles (with little progresses each time!) and now, I've been off for two months because of traveling and whatnot.
I am actually looking forward to going driving that 45 minute drive 4+ times a month to monitor things. I want to see if they up the clomid or if they add shots in.
I'm excited because, through prayer (and my new amazing saint, Marthe Robin) I have an over abundance of hope, trust and perseverance.
Oh how I wish I could bottle up this hope for a rainy day. You know, the days where you feel little to no hope?! Well, I'd happily break up this excessive amount of hope to last all month so as to not have those rainy days at all. But that's not how things work.
I am thinking of buying an old jar from the thrift store and filling it with bible verses and quotes that inspire, uplift and encourage, so that way when I am down I can reach into my jar of hope for a little pick me up. It's on my "to-do" crafting list.
Speaking of crafting, with a CD1 falling on a night that my husband works and me wanting to keep my emotions in line, I made three new headbands:
With this gold and white one, I'm thinking of adding two more circles filled with the beads-just to give it a little something more because it's looking a little plain!
Gluing those little turquoise beads on was quite fun...I'm sure I'll be finding the ones, that made their getaway, for awhile!
And speaking of thrift stores, we have a new one that opened up not to far from my house! I'm thinking of heading there later today to see what treasures I can find!
"One craft project, like one cookie,
is never enough!"