Hope is a magical thing and something that I truly feel with great delight right now. We insem’ed last night amidst lots of laughs and chocolate ice cream and everything felt light and airy and right. We’ll have one more go before the egg pops but I already feel really different and excited about this cycle. I’ve been working very hard at realigning my thoughts and expectations and it seems that my hard work has paid off.
What’s the difference between between getting ones hopes up and being delightedly hopeful? Is there a difference? Right now, I feel like there is. I’m not in the habit of talking myself into being pregnant (my 1st cycle of ttc shook that out of me…) and I don’t feel as though this is me getting my hopes up…I just seem to have greater hope and perhaps even faith (!??! I’m an atheist, aren’t I !??!) that I’m on track and that pregnancy will come, and it will come soon.
I have more to say but I’m at work and fear being caught…so for now, please tell me I’m not setting myself up for a fall!