We tried for nearly 5 years. In that time I was (mis)diagnosed with PCOS, properly diagnosed with tumors on my left ovary, had the tumors and ovary and tube removed, had 6 endometrial polyps removed, and gained 20lbs from Clomid and hCG injections.

BUT I'm happily 4w3d pregnant.

I'm so excited and terrified and apprehensive and joyful at the same time.

I feel like I've told you many people the good news (close family and friends), but I also feel that feeling that way is silly. All life should be celebrated. Am I wrong to feel this way?