I’m terrified.. not terrified of pregnancy, something that I crave so badly, no I’m terrified to see those two pink lines that confirms my hopes just to have it go always so quickly.. I keep putting off taking a test and I’m 15 days late.. I just keep telling myself I’m stressed or it’s just late but right there in the back of my mind I’m secretly hoping I’m pregnant.. I could talk to my husband about it but I know he’s just as terrified of disappointment in another loss.. just so many thoughts.. sorry need to write down my thoughts.🖤