We’ve been ttc our first for 9 months and haven’t had any luck. I’ve been pretty down about all the negative tests.

I’m about 7dpo. Been going through the dreadful wait. I get so anxious each time, cause I don’t want to get my hopes up.

Tonight, my man placed his hand on my tummy before falling asleep. And just as I was typing this, he was squeezing/rubber bing lightly in his sleep. It was such a bittersweet moment. Brought me to tears.

It’s the little things ❤️

Baby dust to all ✨

Let’s hope this is my month 🤞🏻🌻