Ranting

I'm just- frustrated, exhausted and god knows what else.

It all started when my husband wanted a family when we got together, sure enough I wanted to as well.

When we started trying and when his side of the family found out, they kept putting us down about things and so we did.

We got jobs, our own house and even maling sure we had everything we need.

( we all know we are never prepared for a baby )

After not being abke to concieve, i go get myself checked out.

I went through 2/3 blood works, 4 appoiments with my doctor and now prescribed with Clomid for next month.

I'm staying positive, listening to my doctor on what we needed to do.

However, my husband is still thinking that you bby dance once and poof your pregant.

I've told him so many times that every woman is different, some will on the first try and some dont.

I don't pressure him to do anything he doesn't want to but when he asks me if I'm pregant yet I'm just so frustrated like are you kidding me.

I'm so close to just throwing in the towel and just adopting at this point.

I'll gladly put myself in pain/depression for the rest of my life.

I'm tired of doing everything myself, putting effort and so forth.