All month long I convince myself that I'm happy without children, that it will happen when it's supposed to, that my husband and I can focus on making our house more amazing with projects, but yet every month a few days before my period idk if it's hormones or what but my brain realizes that it's been lying to itself and I just break down and cry and cry. This happened tonight. I'm currently in my bathroom crying while my husband is sleeping cuz I hate putting him through this every month. All we want is a child to love and I feel like it's all my fault that I can't carry one to term. I've already lost 2 babies by miscarriages and now it's been 13 months since I last conceived. We're 23, why can't this just happen for us??