Today is a rough day, and I knew it would be. I started having severe baby fever around Christmas. That's the only way I know how to describe this hormonal, biological urge/need I get around my fertile window and when my period is due. Today's my birthday and my period is due any day. There's no way I'm pregnant bc my husband is not ready, and he uses condoms when I'm in my fertile window. No amount of pleading and practical conversation around the topic has worked, and he's convinced we need to wait "a while longer." Sometimes I can understand from a logical perspective, but most of the time I wish he could just see things through my eyes and go ahead and start trying... So here I am, 27 and still childless. I realize I'm still young, and there's still time. It doesn't help the fact that I always expected to have kids before my mom had me, and it turns out I'll be older than she was when she had me... I've tried so hard to have a good week leading up to my birthday. I've done fun things and told myself, "see, you couldn't do this if you were a mom with a young child." These feelings caught up with me today, however. I guess I'm just sharing my pity party. Thanks for reading.