In my spare time, I have been searching for some optimism. Yes, my innocent optimism of IVF round one is gone. My bubble has burst.
So in my search, I realized that I will be turning 33 years old this month. Getting older never bothers me because, let's face it, my husband will always be nine years older! Haha honey.
Getting back to the point, I love pretty much any variation of 3 or the repeating of it (33, 333, 3333). Whether on the volleyball court or on the roulette table, it's brought me luck. So, thinking about the next year of my life, I have decided that 33 is going to be one of those years for me. One of those years that things fall into place and you are surrounded by people who love you.
Part of this is absolutely in my control and other parts are....well, not so much! I'm going to commit myself to a year of family, friends and the fundamentals (3 things :)) and let the rest of it take care of itself.
Family - My husband is actually going to be home for this entire year--hubby time! We're also already planning my family's first trip out to our new home Missouri for Thanksgiving which is my absolute favorite holiday.
Friends - Since my BFF and kiddos are now in Ohio, I'm planning to make a trip out to see them on a long weekend this fall. I'm also thinking about signing up for the Disney Princess Half-Marathon so that I could have a girls weekend down in Florida in the Spring.
Fundamentals - You know, back to the basics with exercise and food.
So, my hope is that while I focus on my life beyond IF, things will fall into place. My birthday then stim start! I hope I will find that 33 is indeed a lucky year for me. And that, ladies, is where my optimisim is starting from.