I don't want to jinx it, but I have been in an incredible mood the past couple of days.
Maybe it's the break. No pills (besides Metformin), no constant monitoring, my uterus is doing just FINE on its own, thankyouverymuch.
Maybe it's fully recovering from the lap and actually getting to do things besides lying around in a drug-induced stupor.
Maybe it's because my vacation is coming up.
Maybe it's because I have a manicure/pedicure today.
Maybe it's just because, at least until the next setback, I'm tired of letting infertility ruin my life.
All I know is that this morning I made A and myself some pancakes. They were delicious. And while I briefly thought "I can't wait until I have children to make pancakes for on Saturday mornings," I stopped there.