November 5 I got my period. Better luck next time. When Kevin and I compared notes at the end of the day, we discovered that our doctors' responses were quite similar. After hearing that we'd been trying to conceive for six months, mine basically laughed, informing me that he doesn't even discuss infertility with couples until they've been trying for at least a year. And there you have our new strategy.
Work is busy, and the winter festivities are approaching.
I'm trying to concentrate on our upcoming holiday trips, rather than on exactly what day of my cycle it is and how much longer I have to wait and wonder whether our baby is beginning to bake. Admittedly, I'm growing weary of how scientific this process is beginning to feel. We're heading up north later today for the extended Thanksgiving weekend. As special events roll around and I'm still not pregnant, I try to fool myself into thinking that it's better this way. After all, now I can enjoy the holiday fare nausea-free.