Cycle Day 2 is a lonely place to be...

CD 2; I didn't bother temping this morning since AF kept me up all night and I was taking ibuprofen periodically it wouldn't have been an accurate temp anyway. I thought my pity party was done but I feel the remnants lingering around. I'm trying to just understand its a new cycle, a new chance, but I get that negative attitude that I try so hard to keep at bay of 'its not a new chance, its the same chance, its the same one in a million chance you had last year and the year before.' I really need to see the new SA results. I need to see if our chances have improved. If its still going to be a miraculous event if we conceive, I wouldn't beat myself up about it every month it doesn't happen . . . or so I think anyway. We're still waiting for our insurance to get their act together and correct our referral so we can make our appointment for the next SA. DH diligently takes his FertilAid, wears his boxers, eats healthily, does all he can that he is in control of and we leave our prayers for the rest of it. I know if God chooses us to be parents, we will be, I pray that He decides we are fit. I pray the surgery worked. I pray my heart accepts and is at peace with whichever way it turns out.