It was my birthday today. 31 is a little boring, especially on a busy Tuesday, but I enjoyed it anyway.
Month 1 of 3 for C's Clomid is about done. Patience is a virtue.
It was only a little bit hard today, reflecting on how fast my clock seems to be ticking. I feel worse for C, who will be 37 this year. I wished a few times today that we'd started trying earlier so we could have a lot of this behind us and not be looking forward to being "older parents", but of course hindsight is 20:20 and all that.
