It has been exactly one year now since my LMP. It’s easy to remember the date after writing or typing it so many times to calculate the due date. This day started the cycle when little V. was conceived.
I remember this day last year very vividly. I was in tears for much of it. I didn’t want to do clmid this cycle, but T. talked me into it. I think it sucks when you’re ttc that you get so little time to mourn a failed cycle; the day you get your period you already have to start thinking about the next one.
Today, I am deeply grateful.