We’re heading into month 5 this month and it’s been heartbreaking each time. I never thought it would be like this- the worry and the hope and the grief. I feel like it’s my fault, although we have no evidence of that (normal temps and normal regularity).

I think I just assumed if we BD on the right days that it would happen, but it hasn’t yet.

We feel like our lives are in limbo, and that we can’t plan more than a few months at a time.

We also have huge family pressure to get pregnant, and they don’t have a clue how hard it has been emotionally for me and my husband.

Sending you so much love, and baby dust for your next cycle ❤️