Taking it day by day

I dont know who I am, who I am without you.
All I know is that I should.

That song is playing in my office right now and I started thinking about that verse in terms of IF. Who am I if I am no longer fighting infertility? Because I seriously don't know.

One minute I am fine and the next I am pissed off. Sometimes I find myself thinking that I am very content not to have another baby. And then? I see a pregnant woman walk by me and instantly think, "Lucky bitch!" Back to back opposite thoughts...so yeah, how am I doing?

I'm not sure what to write here because if I try to type out what I am feeling and where I am at with IF and what the "plan" is, I just can't do it. I don't know. Or I do know but it changes from day to day or sometimes minute to minute.

I think DH is just holding his breath, quietly, and waiting for me to drop the bomb. To either tell him out loud that "Yes, we are done!" or "Let's try one more time!" I know he supports whichever path I want to take but I just can't bring myself to talk about it out loud - to him or anyone. Every now and then he'll make a small mention to me about this or that and I basically say that I don't know and don't want to discuss it yet. We had one small conversation a few weeks (maybe longer?) back about what our "plan" is and I told him straight out that I am pretty sure I'm done but I'm not ready to commit yet. Therefore, I chose to not decide at this point and time but I promised that I wouldn't wait forever in not deciding either.

God, is this rambling enough? I'll stop.

I just don't know about anything.

I'm that girl

I feel like everyone around me (online) is turning up pregnant. And while I'm happy for them all - it still hurts. I know there are a few of you out who I haven't commented on yet (and how I consider good online friend) and please, please, please don't take it personally. I'm sorry I am being so selfish but don't give up on me, I just need to breathe for a moment. If it was one of you, it would be much easier to swallow but there have been five this week. Five! What is in the water you girls are drinking?? Please send some to me.

I'm just scared. I'm going to that girl. The one who didn't find success. The sad story that you mention to friends. The one who gets forgotten.

I used to have a long list of IF blogs that I read and now that list is almost gone (in the sense of those actively TTC). Don't get me wrong - that is great. Way better than the alternative. But still, it is hard to swallow for my own selfish sake.

35 cycles this time around - THIRTY FIVE. And? Nothing. Defeat.