Yeah, that's me.
I've been hesitant to write this post, because nobody wants to be a Debbie Downer. Everyone in blogland has been so sweet, cheering me on. I'm saddened and embarrassed to say that I've hit BFN #11. Even when doctors take my eggs out of my body and dump 'em in a dish with sperm, then put the embryos back into my body , I can't seem to make a baby. This was supposed to work. I don't know what went wrong. I made 18 eggs and the saline sonogram shows that my uterus is in great condition. Sometimes, I worry that I keep getting negatives because I'm a bad person- that this is some kind of punishment because I forgot to give to NPR or something like that. (I'm not religious, so I don't know who or what I think is doling out these punishments.)
I was lucky enough to get a follow up appointment with my doctor for this week. I hope she can shed some light onto why this happened. Gonna go eat some ice cream now.