Operation Pregnancy: Big Fat Fail.

Yup, numero 4 IUI was a big fat fail once again. Can someone just snap me out of this nightmare I'm having? Seriously. This whole " hope" thing is getting old and it's beginning to tear me apart. I'm starting to dread it when the conversation of my friends becomes about their children and what milestones they reached. I try and put a happy face, but I can't help but feel as if I'm the odd man out. 

I'm really trying to understand why? Why this is happening to us? Why can't I get pregnant when our numbers look so good? or when the timing of our IUI are near perfect? 

As much as I don't want to, we are probably going to move on to injectibles. I hate needles. Despise them. To think that I might have to inject the medicine by myself just freaks me out. 


So, this month we are taking a break. Mr. Dubyah will be out of town the weekend I"m ovulating and well, we have an office visit to discuss what's next with our doctor.

Surprisingly, with this fail, I'm eager for the Christmas season that is just around the corner. Usually, I"m a traditionalist and wait to decorate the house and start Christmas shopping until after Thanksgiving. But the other day, I got the itch to decorate the house. 

Can I just express to you how excited I was to have a mantel this Christmas season? Last year, I was bummed that we couldn't hang up our stockings. It looked pretty ridiculous with the white 3M rubber hangers.  

I decided to go with a multicolor assortment of ornaments this year as opposed to the last two years where it's been a gold-bronze color. I am kinda diggin' the multicolor theme, I must say. It makes me smile. 

I got to use some of the ornaments that I purchased during the post Christmas sales last year. Like these bird cage ornaments.  Cute, yes?