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Any 6/23 IUI twins? (6/22 trigger shot 7pm. 6/23 lUI 11am)
This was my first IUI-I was on 5mg clomid, 21mm follicle and 60m sperm. Just had my bloodwork done on 7/1 and they said my progesterone levels were really good.

They said I should be good to take a pregnancy test on 7/7 eeek.

Has anyone had a positive viable pregnancy on their first try of IUI? If not, what round did you get pregnant with?

I’m rewatching the show (6th time) and every time I watch, I laugh like I’ve never seen it before lol. What are some of your favorite one liners?

“Who died and made you fucking coach?” Idk why but I couldn’t stop laughing lol

I’m confused. They didn’t show the development of suede and dylans relationship. I didn’t even realized how much he liked her until the group dinner lol

Just started clomid two days ago. Are there any tips or tricks you guys recommend? We’ve been trying to conceive for 16 months now. All of our tests came back normal, so that’s why we are trying IUI this month!

I’m the eldest daughter of my household. I grew up raising my little sister. My parents always viewed me as a caretaker but they never really took care of me.

I lost my mom five years ago. She never got to see me get married. I never received affection or affirmation from her growing up. All I ever wanted was her to love me and be proud of me. That unfortunately spew into how I view relationships today.

She left our family once in the middle of the night to gamble our savings away and left my dad to pick up the pieces. I’ll never forget that moment of my life. My dad had no money to feed the three of us. The abandonment resonated with me. She eventually came back months after my dad declared bankruptcy. I was holding onto that hurt until I entered my 20s. This happened when I was 12.

My husband is the greatest. He loves me unconditionally and for that I am grateful. We are dealing with infertility which is iconic because I always was afraid I would be the parent my mom was to me. Karma for thinking that huh?

Outside looking in, you would think I am the happiest person in the world. You would see my socials and think wow she lives a fun life. Unfortunately it’s all fake. I do things for validation from strangers. I know it’s a huge flaw. You would think I had a lot of friends but they are mostly surface level friendships because I’m afraid to let people get close to me. All I ever do is push people away.

I let the jealousy and bitterness of seeing other people get pregnant / be pregnant with ease get to me. I posted something ugly online and it hurt a dear friend of mine. She blocked me on everything. I’ve been feeling remorseful and sad. I’m on medication and I go to therapy but this situation that happened over the weekend really made me think what the f is wrong with me. I knew what I said was not nice, but did it anyways.

I’ve always been my worst critic. I still am. I feel so alone. I always wanted a community or a close knit group because I really never had a family. But I do things to where I have a wall then I complain about having no friends. I have a great job, up for a promotion but have no desire or motivation to climb the ladder.

It’s crazy to see all of the good things going for me but the feeling of emptiness and loneliness overpowers that.

My therapist is great. She definitely helped me unlock a lot of emotions and reasoning behind my actions and I usually feel better afterwards but I can’t afford to talk to her every week.

I know a lot of the fights we see on housewives are produced, but I also know some of them are authentic and real feelings are hurt. Just watched the latest episode of RHORI. The fight between Liz and Jo ellen was rough.

I recently went through a blow up with one of my best friends and am trying to cope through it.

I was just thinking to myself if some of these women can fight and scream and still care for one another then my friend and I will rekindle or maybe we won’t.

The ladies on the show remind me that we are all human and sometimes our emotions and pettiness can take over but that doesn’t always necessarily defined you, well maybe for some of them.

I crave to have a group of women to hang out with and go on girls trip and be vulnerable with.

Real housewives is my outlet sometimes.

I posted a mean post about my friend’s baby registry and unfortunately it hurt her. (It was essentially saying I don’t see why people ask for $40 onesies or a $84 sheepskin playmat for a baby shower) I was going through the emotions of TTC and seeing her pregnant. I think I posted it out of spite. I have no reason to judge or say what is a necessity for a mom. This was after I drove two hours to her baby shower and I had to leave immediately because I was so triggered seeing her. Especially knowing she got pregnant on accident and told me her and her husband weren’t even trying.

She didn’t text me asking if I was okay after I left abruptly but she did text me the next day and said she saw my post. I responded apologizing because I acknowledged how mean it was but I think deep down I know the friendship is over because of the resentment I’ve have felt since finding out she’s pregnant. She told me she hopes my heart heals and tbh I hope so too bc I’m a miserable person and infertility made me that way. She blocked me on insta which is fair. And essentially said she didn’t want to be friends with me. I had to text my therapist because I feel like I am backtracking with my progress with my depression

ADDED:

I think I am having a hard time explaining myself correctly. I am extremely remorseful and am not proud of my actions or reactions to the situation. At the time, I was having a panic attack so I thought leaving was the best option so I wouldn’t ruin her day. I didnt expect her to call or text me afterwards but I do wish I was given the chance to explain myself on why I did what I did. I take full accountability. I am not a mean person which is why I think this is eating me alive. I have said my apology and am giving her space. I was just venting about what happened. I know I have a ton to work on for myself, but that doesn’t negate the fact how much I do want to be a parent.

I attended a baby shower today and honestly didn’t realize how triggering it would be for me. Ever since she told me she was pregnant, I’ve struggled with jealousy because she mentioned they “weren’t even trying,” while my husband and I have been trying to conceive for 2 years now. She knows about our situation, so hearing that felt like a knife to the heart. I still wanted to support her, so I drove 2 hours to be there, but the entire drive I had this pit in my stomach and kept trying to push through it.

The second I got there and saw her, I completely broke down. I had to walk away because the tears immediately started flowing and I felt a full panic attack coming on. I started Zoloft a few months ago and haven’t had a panic attack like that in a long time, so it caught me off guard. I ended up leaving without saying goodbye because I physically could not hold myself together.