It's been 11 months since my miscarriage and I've been becoming increasingly more stressed and depressed because I can't seem to get pregnant again and once again this month I'm pretty sure it's not going to happen. It's definitely affected my marriage as we are both depressed about it and don't want to bother the other with our feelings and make things worse.

But today, my husband randomly took some time off work to spend the day with me and we've spend the whole day just enjoying each other's company and having an amazing day.

It's reminded me how thankful I am for my husband, and how happy we were before the miscarriage and before everything became about getting pregnant again, making sure we have sex on the right days, feverishly making sure our nutrition and vitamins are perfect and religiously tracking my cycles.

I'm not saying I'm going to stop tracking (I'm too Type A for that) but it is an excellent reminder for me that I need to enjoy my life as it is now, enjoy my time with my husband and stop focusing all my attention on something I have no control over.

That said, I'm still hoping for a BFP this month as always, just hoping with a renewed sense of purpose and a better attitude! 😉

Blessings to all the ladies in similar situations, I hope we can all manage to get out of our heads occasionally, and as always, I hope we all get a sticky BFP soon!