For Crying Out Loud

Well I cried at work today. A co-worker told me she met our old supervisor for lunch and I realized that I had been avoiding her (and other people) because I don't want to tell her I'm still not pregnant and as I realized this I burst into tears. Hello hormones! Fortunately, a couple of ladies in the office are going through menopause so I'm not such a weirdo.

My head is killing me right now, I think the 2nd half of the cycle on Clomid is the worst. I don't sleep well and I have hot flashes. I write some of this to help other women searching the web about information on the effects of Clomid but right now I'm just whining.

I think we're going to another all women's triathlon up near Portland this weekend. My poor husband, having to go to these events where fit women strut around in tight outfits while I sit there feeling fat and hormonal. Maybe I'll take Cassie with us this time, tie her up in a cage with a sign that says "The Cat Gets It if You Don't Buy a Hat!"