I've had 6 MCs. Each one has eaten away at me a little bit. That was in my mid-twenties. Now I'm in my thirties and desperate. DP and I took a long break from TTC, as it was destroying me. No reason could be found as to why I kept MCing.
My sister had a beautiful baby boy about a year and a half ago. I absolutely adore him, but he has just reminded me exactly why I'm dying to have a baby. Our gorgeous Niece just had a lovely baby girl, and I so want to visit them, but I'm scared I'll fall apart. Because all I want is a lovely squidgy little baby. We've been trying. Nothing is happening. I just want to hold a beautiful little baby in my arms.