Ready, Set, Wait.

I hate the 2WW. I hate that I don't know if I even had a viable egg this month, and if I didn't, I'm sitting here without even the possibility of being pregnant.  As I've mentioned  before, my first symptom in both my chemical preg and my preg that ended in miscarriage was sore boobs, at 3dpo. Seriously, that early.  And of course now, I don't have that symptom, so I think that there's no way in hell I can be pregnant.  If you think this sounds crazy, you should try living in my head for a few minutes. You would be suffocated by all the crazy in there.

I realize this is a rant about waiting, and I know there's nothing I can do at this point to help myself out.  I just have to wait, like we have been doing for a year now (which, I know, is way less than lots of people out there).

On top of it all, one of DH's buddy's--let's call him Mr. Bob--girlfriend just found out she's prego.  And Mr. Bob is not happy about it.  Seriously, universe, WTF?! I'm actually not upset by the announcement, just by the fact that there are too many people out there that want babies and can't get them for someone who doesn't want a baby to be able to get one.  I guess that's life, right?