This week marks officially one year of trying to conceive for my husband and I. It has definitely been one of the hardest but also one of the best years of our relationship. Everything from being so excited and hopeful- imaging what our baby is going to look like, what we are going to name him or her, making plans for a nursery, taking indulgent detours through the baby clothes aisle at the grocery store- to absolute heartbreak and holding each other tight as we weep and pray over yet another negative test. I know we have grown closer to each other and to God in this past year. When we started trying, I was so optimistic we could do things on our own. I started tracking everything, started trying to lose weight, took supplements, tried pre-seed, anything to avoid going to the doctor and having to maybe hear that what we so desperately wanted wasn’t possible. And that may still be the answer. I researched for hours reading reviews to find a doctor that was known for being kind and patient, and I made an appointment to go see him in a couple of weeks. I’m so, so nervous, but I’m putting my trust that maybe things will get better and that I can accept help if it’s available. Please send me good vibes as I’m really anxious for what we might find out - and if you have any - tips of things I should ask? I don’t go to the doctor often at all, so all this is very new to me. ❤️