I was 8 days late... 8 whole days I was sure this time we had done it! We started getting excited my husband started rubbing and talking to my tummy even the cat took her turn snuggling my tummy. There was most definitely a baby I knew it.... until this morning day 9 when I woke up to my period..... I feel so crushed and I hated having to look into my husband's eyes and tell him I didn't get pregnant again this month. We've been trying since December of 2015 with a miscarriage in March of 2016. He is so patient and kind and understand and I feel so awful that I let him down every month.... does anyone have any suggestions on how to get my beautiful rainbow baby next month? I'm on prenatal and he just started a vitamin that helps with making healthy sperm. I'm chafing my eating habits cutting soda, he's trying to do the same. I just feel like at me being 20 and him being 23 it shouldn't be taking this long... I'm just so hurt and frustrated because everyone around me is having babies or getting pregnant and I just want one little baby and I don't get it.... sorry for the rant just needed to get it off my chest