Update - it was a cruel two-day tease. Back to square one. Would I like a glass of wine with dinner tonight? Yes please! And an extra helping of chocolate.
I used to do something "special" for myself at the end of every failed cycle. A consolation prize. Preferably something I would be giving up "when I'm pregnant next month"... a nice bottle of wine, sushi, smoked salmon, decadent coffee, dye my hair... it's getting old and I've run out of ideas. For the first time though, I'm not sad. My mind wanders instead to never having to give up coffee, or trying that 30 day abs plan I saw online. I think with time I'll come to accept my infertility, even if the IVF opportunity doesn't materialize in time.