1307. That is the amount of days we been fighting to get pregnant. Appointment after appointment. See friends saying there expecting and thinking that supposed to be me. Getting a negative after negative. I cried more than I can count. I say I want to give up but I don’t I push on. It’s hard but I keep going. I keep telling my self that one day I will become pregnant and be able to hold my own baby and fall in love all over again. My husband tells to relax it will happen. I don’t think he knows or understands how much it hurts to see everyone else with baby’s. But I will keep telling myself I am not broken and I WILL BECOME PREGNANT!