Big Fat Negative.

So many emotions. Sad, defeat, fear, anger....the worst part is, we have no support team. All our friends think about getting pregnant and boom. No opk’s, no bbt, half didn’t even know there were apps for this.

We first started trying July 1, 2017. A year after our wedding and 7 years of being together. Earlier this year my father in law passed away after a vigilant battle to cancer, during that time we took a break from it all as we knew the stress would have a major effect. Well now we’re back to every day life, tracking and bd’ing and stress free. Relaxing and romantic evenings, especially those 3-5 special nights....WHY?!! Why does it have to be so disappointing to see the one, singular line.

We’ve decided against any testing, if it doesn’t happen the next 2 years (by the time we’re 30) we’ve decided we will adopt, we want to adopt either way. We don’t want any treatments we don’t want to do anything out of the natural and we’re PERFECTLY ok with that. But why does it have to be such a heart ache every. Single. Month. 😔

11 days dpo. A lot of pressure in my breasts, nipples are rock solid all the time and feel like sand paper is just tearing them apart. Bloated, constipated, tinges in lower abdomen, random bouts of nausea throughout the day. And oh my word I’m so tired. I know I’m not out til that b!*** af shows up, but it still feels like defeat!