Nerves

Yesterday, I was in a pretty good mood about things. Today, I'm a bundle of nerves. I called my sister earlier, to update her on things, because she knew Mr. Bella and I are in the process of going through our testing, and she was really excited for me that so far it seems like things are looking up (well, except for S/A #1, but hopefully I can stop worrying about Mr. Bella's sperm after this week). She's been prescribed Clomid, and she's also tried Femara too. I don't remember all the details but I know she's been able to conceive three times on either one of those two drugs. One of those times, is my nephew, and the other two, she unfortunately miscarried. My sister has actually now moved onto adoption because she got tired of the up's and down's and stress of it all, and I can't say that I blame her. I can totally see how that would happen. She's also quite a few years older than I am, so she's not really too sure how many more reproductive years she has left. I do have time on my side more than she did so I really should try to remember that more. It made me feel good to have my sister excited for us, but as excited as she is, you would think that it's a "sure" thing that this is going to work for us, and I know that it's not.