Hello ladies,
mommytobe: I'm so sorry that you had a scare this morning! But, silly as it sounds, don't worry... your beta was really strong, so there's a high chance that the bleeding is not dangerous. I understand your stress and sadness, it's really a sick joke your body's playing on you. *hugs* Glad to hear that DH comforted you, though.
TansRN: thanks for your kind words sweetie... more about that later at the end of my post.
My2LnT: awww what a beautiful way to phrase it! And indeed, I think it's the way you should understand it that way.. if you didn't get twins, it's simply because it was not supposed to happen.
jovigal: LOL me, a timebomb?

Ah, well, you're right... and the bomb exploded this morning. Thanks for keeping hope, but...
literatriz: have a good trip my darling, this sounds VERY promising!

And you'll have a nice, almost drug-free comfy body to offer your little embies!

Remember to tell your husband to ejaculate one last time 3 days before fertilization (before they aspire the eggs out) so his soldiers are strong and numerous for the big day!

And thanks for your kind words. Not sure I'll let my children know what pain I went through to have them if I do have kids. I don't want them to feel guilty or like they have to meet up with high expectations because I had trouble becoming pregnant and find them doubly precious. Sending lots of baby dust your way!
gbnut: oh, my sweet darling, oh no! I feel absolutely gutted for you, Susan! That is SO unfair! Going through the joys of feeling life inside you and have it confirmed by a BFP... and then have that taken away from you, it's just so cruel, so cruel! Please hunny, don't feel like a failure. There's NO WAY you did ANYTHING that could have caused that miscarriage. Don't even try to over-analyse your every breath since your BFP, it has nothing to do with what's happening. I, too, feel like a broken machine because I'm not able to become pregnant, but it's not true. We can do things that other people can't do, being healthy and high functioning does not depend on one's capacity to become and stay pregnant. Please don't base your self-value on this even if it's terribly tempting right now. You're a beautiful woman sweetie, and you're more than your uterus. I really wish I could sit next to you and stroke your back. Keep us posted whenever you want, but I'll be thinking of you real hard today. *hugs*
Jul1e: I really hope things turn out for the best. Dark spotting is still not a sign that everything is over, even if it lasts for weeks! I'm so sorry to read that you're crying and probably facing that BFN already, but it's still not confirmed. Try to keep yourself busy with something nice and time will pass faster. *hugs* I know this is a difficult time and I'm with you.
ltaylor: good luck for your ET tomorrow!

Can't wait to update the list and put you in the 2ww!

I hope your clinic calls soon! Sheeew!
Well, as for me, I'm afraid I'll add a little bit of melancholy to this thread today. This morning was hard. I went to the clinic and I really didn't want to be there. I was sitting there with my box of syringes feeling miserable... the nurse came to us and took us in an empty office. She said she had no idea I would come this morning. I was furious. I had hoped they would have checked their darn messages and spoken to each other, but no. So I was able to keep my composure this time and I told her in a very tense tone that there had been a mistake and my apt had always been planned for this morning and so on. She told me to wait there while she was going to get my file. Took ages because it had not been classified yet (they took it out yesterday of course).
When she came back, she pointed out that I looked angry (DUH!) and asked me if it was because they had made a mistake that I was angry like that (the poor thing, though, she looked a bit intimidated... she was very soft). Aaaand that's when I lost it. I totally DREADED to just pronounce the words again because I knew just saying "my menses started two days ago" and so on would make me break down and cry. My DH came to the rescue and said, "It's because we know that the result will be negative..." "Oh, and you wouldn't have come if we hadn't called you yesterday?" "Of course we'd have come, my appointment had always been planned for this morning," I replied, starting to cry. "If I had known I could come yesterday, I would have appreciated it because my menses started two days ago and pushing progesterone inside and seeing my fingers covered with blood is devastating, and it would have been nice to stop all that yesterday!" Let's say she didn't argue... that time, she understood. She told me to stay there while she took what she needed and brought it there. I cried hard again, hating myself for breaking down like that. At least I stopped when she came back and took my blood. I could barely look at her. We agreed that she would call me for the results (we sure didn't want to stay there waiting for them) and I practically left the clinic running for the door. I finished crying in my DH's arms in the staircase. *sigh* it's already humiliating to have a BFN (again), crying in front of them is humilating for me, too, even if they probably see that every week or so! I prefer to keep a cool head and a stiff lip!

(but then, 1/8 of my blood is English, so..

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Of course, the result is negative. I'm supposed to meet my Dr for the follow-up apt, but we're in no rush. I was too distraught to schedule that apt this morning, so I'll call them later. It will take as long as it takes. My poor DH was such a sweetheart... he offered me to drive me home but I wanted to go to work. And I don't regret it. It was just a matter of GETTING OUT of that clinic. Last time, I didn't feel that way, but this time... I just didn't want to face that again, I just wanted it to be over. Taking the subway to work and walking a little bit really helped and I'm okay now. My mood is back to normal and I can finally say that I've moved on. Phew. What a morning!
This afternoon, I'll meet a very old friend and her DH; we'll go see Shrek 3 and then we'll eat at a mexican restaurant. I'll have fun I'm sure. My sweetheart will pick me up at the train station at 9pm so I won't be too tired when I come back home and I'll have time to just relax at home.
Needless to say, I'll stick around until you lovelies have completed your cycles. I'm thinking of you all!
Lots of love,
Sophie