Yet also happy:
Today a friend has told me she's pregnant (planned and hoped for). She's got 2 DC and is a lovely mum.
I have 1 DS and have been TTC for 12 months now and nothing has happened.
A few weeks ago I turned 40 and decided that was the cut off for trying. I had PND with DS and have always been fearful of getting it with a second baby.
Maybe I didn't try hard enough, maybe it's fate saying "yep, you'd have got it again so I'm not letting you conceive".
I'm grateful for DS and over the moon for friend but deep down I am desperately angry that I won't have another baby.
I'm a dick aren't I, I should get a grip and just thank my lucky stars that I have a beautiful, healthy son?