I should know by now not to put all my eggs into 1 basket. It has never worked for me to put all my energy and expectation into a ‘saviour’. Laying faith in a ‘saviour’ leaves me destined for destruction. In the past my ‘saviours’ have been trips away, and new jobs, and new stuff, and new pets. Todays saviour was meant to be the new naturopath. She was going to have all the answers. She was gonna solve everything. But apparently she’s not a miracle worker, nor is she too concerned about any of my health issues. She upped my vitex but other than that, she sent me away with a big dose of ‘be patient’ and ‘give it more time’ and ‘you know in Europe, they don’t address infertility until women have been TTC for 2 years.’ I’m so disappointed.
So I came home and did a pregnancy test. It was, of course, negative.
We’re heading out to see Coco Rosie play now. The last time we saw them was one of those epiphany moments for me. They were amazing. Let’s hope they have the same effect tonight because right now going out is the LAST thing I feel like doing.