...and all I got was my period. On Christmas morning.
Obviously, DH and I were pretty crushed.
Still, we had a lovely time visiting family and friends. We had to endure a couple of Christmas parties stuffed with pregnant ladies and toddlers but all in all we were able to enjoy ourselves.
I'm writing all this on New Year's Eve and I am trying to look back and be grateful for all the good things that happened this year. For example, going through all this has made DH and I appreciate each other so much more.
In all honesty though, I pretty much want to tell 2008 to "Suck it." 2008 was a horrible, crappy year in which I think I have cried more than I have in my whole life put together before finding out I am infertile. We're going to get out of this hole one way or another, I just hope that it happens somehow someway sometime during 2009. I really do not want another period on Christmas (this year makes two in a row!). So here's hoping that 2009 is a better year for me and for everybody else out there in infertility purgatory!