Turns out I was sad today. It didn't help that one of the funny lady category of bloggers who I regularly read, who also had gestational diabetes and a "failure to progress" first delivery much like mine, had a scheduled C-section and welcomed a baby boy into the world. I'm so happy for her. I feel weird still feeling sad for my embryo that didn't make it.
So there it is. I had hoped I'd be pregnant today so this would be like oh well. But I'm not. So. I guess I'm sad.
I went to the gym today and did a moderate workout and felt OK. I meditated during the day at work because I got stuck in a negative-feedback loop of self-talk and needed a way out. It was wonderfully beneficial, though I will admit I fell asleep in the "quiet room."
I'm headed to bed to try to take care of myself and soothe my heart.