I saw this post from Facebook. I just copied and pasted it word to word along with the picture. At the bottom of picture and whole thing I will put what I put as my words are and how I feel about this whole journey

(Once again not my words)

"Hopeful mama, I see you.⠀

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I know you “knew it would be negative” but you hoped and prayed anyways.⠀

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You turn it over, or cover it with a towel, and you wait for 3 minutes exactly to know for sure what the result will be.⠀

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When you flip it over and see the one line, you squint and hold it up to the light and even shine your flash light to see if you’re just missing the second.⠀

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But it’s not there, and even though you “knew it would be negative”... you hoped and prayed... anyways.⠀

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So you toss the test in trash, and you go about your day, and a couple hours later or the next day you’re welcoming the start of a new cycle thanks to good ol’ Aunt Flow.⠀

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Oh hopeful mama, I see you.⠀

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And sister, I’m with you.⠀

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But while another month has come and gone, and your prayer hasn’t yet been answered, I hope you know that His delay, is not His denial.⠀

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I hope you know, you’re not alone.⠀

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And I hope, that next time, even when “you KNOW it’ll be negative”, you hope and pray anyways, because one day... it might surprise you. 💛 @katescholtes"

My words and feelings about this subject

"It is a difficult subject to talk about cause all you hear is "don't want it and it'll happen" or "don't try so hard and it'll happen when you least expect it" but sometimes you just can't help it especially when it becomes a routine. Then cry silently when it's a negative (even when you know it is for sure) cause you want it so bad.

So I still hope and pray "One day (hopefully soon) I'll get that positive 😭🤰🏻🤞🏼🙏🏼🧡"