I have been TTC for nearly two years. One dose of clomid and one hospital trip later and of course I'm allergic. So one month of metformin under my wing and I am so depressed about how long it's been I put it down. Stop tracking. Stop crunching numbers. Stop hoping . just letting it happen. Which it hasn't. Two months later and I wish I never quit. Maybe I'd be pregnant now. Maybe I would be halfway through a pregnancy and knowing if it's pretty in pink or bouncy blue. I don't know what to do and really need someone I can depend on to "coach" me other than my fiance. :(