As month 13 TTC baby #1 comes to an end and AF rears her ugly head once again, I find myself feeling sorry for myself and wondering "why me?"
It's been a long year of rejection, tears and sadness, seeing my the look of disappointment on my husbands face as I once again tell him "not this month." I've read all of your stories and I know you guys can definitely relate!
So I'm trying to start over. Positivity does wonders and that's what I want to strive for in my life. Hope and strength to see this through, that's all I can ask for.
One day, we will get that BFP. (I can only imagine how amazing that will feel!)
One day, we will look back on this moment and understand why it wasn't our time.
One day, we will be holding our precious miracle and realize that all of our struggles were worth it.
And while we wait, remember... Be easy on yourself. Be kind to yourself. Love yourself. Enjoy the love in your life. Take a breath, take a walk...
I know it's easier said than done but I have also seen the strength you ladies have and I have seen the strength I have within myself.
We will have our day, one day.
Sending good vibes to all of you!