Ok, 11 months in and nothing to show for it.. I add to the list,
Not being able to see if there is a shadow of a line on crummy tesco test, prising it open only to splash my own wee in my face.
Not knowing if it will ever happen.
Awaiting my period. Which, in spite of teasing, always comes.
Finding out that friends are pregnant and it was an 'accident'. Finding out friends are pregnant after trying for ages and still feeling jealous and then feeling ashamed at said jealously.
Waiting in the queue at fertility unit in-between heavily pregnant beaming couples.
Not being able to jump up after shagging and go for a wee.
Feeling guilty about wine consumption.
Hating the pregnant woman on the folic acid tub.
Telling people and the wishing I hadn't.
People asking 'so when are you planning to have kids?'
I could go on for pages. I'm sure that when the day comes, it will all fade into a distant memory. I never thought it would be this hard tho. Comfort from folks who got there in the end much appreciated!