two years ago my husband and I found out we were a month and a week pregnant. unfortunately, it took a while for us to notice that I hadn't gotten a period which resulted in me taking prenatal very late. but soon after we lost our little bean. a year and six months later we've finally started ttc again. I hadn't tracked my cm as most people on here have shared, or kept record of my bbt. however we were intimate during my ovulation week (maybe not soon enough though?) . so early noon I decided to test as my period is due tomorrow, and as I was feeling anxious (I suffer from PTSD and anxiety. woo...) I prayed looking for some comfort and calm. unfortunately it didn't come back positive. I guess a part of me feels like it's not worth God's time to take one split second to listen to my prayers. all of my sisters and cousins in my age group have babies between 3 months to 21 months. and I'm always getting asked when will I have a kid or someone telling me about a dream where they seen "my" child but I know not to feed into it. I'm closer to 1 year old nephew as i had a miscarriage 5 months before he was born. long story short it's not worth tracking my menstraul and ovulation cycles anymore. it's very obvious that some people in life will never have what most people have and I'm ok with that now. I'm just one of those people who aren't meant to be mothers. BUT one good thing is that seeing everyone her speak about their journey and getting bfps is really nice. ♥