So here we are. It is August. It is absolutely crazy to me to think that almost exactly a year ago, I was starting Clomid and getting squeamish about the eventual "trigger shot" that they would have to give me and the handful of monitoring ultrasounds they'd have to do to pinpoint a date for that shot. Little did I know just how many shots, blood tests, and ultrasounds were ahead of me. It's August, and now nearly three months since our failed FET cycle, and no, I still haven't called my RE to schedule a consult. To be fair, we did decide to take the summer off, at least until after all of our summer travels. The logical parts of me feel certain that we will do another round of IVF (and, if we have enough embryos, another FET cycle), because...well...wouldn't it be silly not to? I mean, two rounds of "failure" this spring does not constitute Failure. Two rounds can yet be easily explained away in terms of bad luck. It hasn't worked yet...