Thursday, May 8

Thursday, May 8 was a terribly long day.  It started off by me heading on post for my official blood test.  I knew the results days in advance (as I always do) and the nurse from SAAMC called right as Skittle started her gymnastics class at 10:00.  She didn't have my results yet and wanted me to know that.  I informed her I already knew it was negative...I held it together as best as I could as I had to walk back in the building for Skittles class.  The first time I took an hpt, a week prior, it was negative and I knew it was going to stay that way.

I cannot even begin to thank you all for your prayers, texts, phone calls, and messages of encouragement.  I've always said that I'd rather see another negative than face another miscarriage but that doesn't mean that this is easy to understand.  Our hearts are crushed again.  

I was able to have a great chat with Dr. M on Friday as it was impossible for her to reach me on Thursday, as I was working at our Military Spouse Appreciation Event for 11+ hours.  I'll save that conversation for another blog post but she was encouraging and honest about our situation.  

We did have one embryo make it to blastocyst on Day 5 so it was frozen and we'll do an FET within the next 6 months.  

Thank you all for doing this journey with us.  Your constant prayers and love have been felt.  God is telling us "no" or "wait" right now and I'm leaning on His promises to get me through this.