Kiddo is just tickled that I am dressed for work but not yet at work. It’s like me wearing my scrubs to drop her at school is just unbearably cool.

I THINK she just might be proud of me and that is such a buoying feeling to get me through this morning.

I’m skipping the first few hours of work to get all the monitoring done for IUI cycle three. If this doesn’t stick, we will take a month off then start IVF. 🤞