Well... Time marches on...

I'm feeling much better since my last post. Thank you to everyone who opened up to me to offer support. I had a rough couple of weeks, but with each day things got a little better. It helped to take the month of September off from "trying." It was almost like reclaiming who I was before all I thought about was ovulation and cycle days. I feel much more level now... like with each passing month I got more and more worked up about everything, and last month was a great release for all that stress.

So... AF has showed, and a decision must be made. I know in the heat of the moment when I was so upset all I could think was "I don't even want to try anymore" and now after remembering what it was all about anyways... I think I'm ready to "try" again. Maybe not with the ferocity as before, but more than restarting birth control. I am going to give up on the stress of trying to make it happen now, and just hope that it happens soon.

I can't promise that I won't go nuts again. I hope I don't....

Anyways, this is a bittersweet time of year for me and Adam. Today is two years since Adam's father's death. Which means that in two weeks it will be two years since my father died. It is so hard to believe that two years has past already. I suppose that is how things go though...

So until next time...