I really believed I'd get my boy through swaying. I even had my hypothetical sway post planned out.
I'm heartbroken we have to go HT at all. I'll never be able to get the joy or hope from a positive test. My ability to get pregnant so easily is apparently a complete waste. Even sex has become just a constant reminder of loss. I even bargained with the universe that I'd have been fine with a girl in this last pregnancy. I'm so tired of all of this grief.
Since we will be using condoms from now on as we wait for my third IVF consult at the end of the month, I'm throwing in the towel for HE. Which makes me sad. Who knew the cure to my lifelong disordered eating was my desire for a boy? But I've read keto and even a 5% decrease in bodyweight has great results for IVF success, so I'll revert to what I do best: dieting. I can already feel the familiar whisper of my ED as I plan out my meals everyday. But what else can I do? I underate the last two days just out of depression, and I slip so easily back into it I almost laugh.
Now set in the fears that I won't even get my boy through HT...