527 days

527 days. Almost a year and half now of trying. 527 days of roller coaster emotions. Excitement. Happiness. Nervous. Anxious. Dissapointment. Sadness. Content. Over and over again.

I watched girls get pregnant by accident and give birth. All in the time I've been praying begging asking for a baby.

I'm a event coordinator at an banquet facility and I have to work baby showers almost every weekend. And I'm happy it's. A joyous thing but I'm also left saddened wondering if I will ever get to have one. Wondering when will it be my turn.

We have the nursery ready. We've bought little things here and there. Toys blankets. Clothes. Stuffed animals. Yet we still can get the most important part. The baby.

I lost count of all the days and nights I cried my heart out.

Infertility us one of the hardest things I've had to go through. And I would not wish this upon anyone. I feel for ever woman who has to go through this. And I'm not gonna lie I'm trying to stay positive and not give up. But it's been 527 days and I just don't know how many lore days I can do this emotional roller coaster. I know my baby will be worth every tear every pain every day if wait. I just wish I could know if it will actually happen o rod I'm waiting for something I'll never have