Still nothing. I'll keep you posted, but don't hold your breath.
(oh, and my abs feel really really tired, like I've been working them hard. Except that I haven't. So what's that about?)
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Get pregnant. See heartbeat. Tell everyone. Miscarry. Get angry. Bitter. Bitter. Still bitter. Fertility testing. PCOS. Treatment. Pregnant. Hold breath... hold breath... hold breath... and exhale. Finally a mommy, minus my innocence. I am so lucky. It's not always fun, but it is entertaining... to my readers. Any resemblance to good advice, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Welcome to the dream factory.
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Hope you get some good news over the weekend!
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