This is literally how I feel. I'm out. AF showed up right on time. Month after month of trying and NOTHING. I want to give up but I want a baby so bad. So here I am, crying because once again I'm not pregnant. I've prayed so much within the last month that I surely thought God heard my prayers. So many vivid dreams about being pregnant and getting that +HPT. Our body plays cruel tricks on us during that TWW. 😢 to the rest of you who aren't out yet, good luck and baby dust.