We were really really hopeful this month. Well, we're hopeful pretty much every month. I was so hopeful this month that I checked my voicemail containing my beta results before I even left work. Like, 4 hours before I left work. I don't really regret that, but crying at work sucks. Nobody really said much if they even noticed, but my boss did ask me if I was stressed out when I started tearing up in his office. I guess maybe it's my refusal to become bitter and angry that makes it just as painful with each negative. I get my hopes up every time because I know when it finally happens, it'll be worth it. Really, I feel guilty about being so sad because we're so blessed already in our lives. I just have to stay faithful to the things I know and get through this.
I would write more, but it's pretty late. I need to go to bed. Good night.