Sometimes I feel like the only person who can’t get pregnant with their second child. I’ve had friend after friend announce their pregnancies within the last week and I can’t help but feel that bitter sting of jealousy and disappointment that I’m not. We’ve been trying for just under a year and I can feel myself slipping back into depression again. I don’t even want to keep trying because it’s tearing my heart to pieces. I should feel blessed that I have one child, but I can’t help feeling utterly devastated with each passing month. I feel more and more isolated.