And . . . We're back.
While I am not currently carrying the world's next spitfire, the Hub and I are "trying."
Some of you may wonder just how hard people have to try to have a baby. Let me put it to you this way . . . If you are suffocating and are trying to breathe, something that is usually so easy to do can become a real struggle.
It is the holiday season and around us it seems that EVERYONE is having babies. We miss our daughter fiercely and still take everything day by day.
Fear kicks in as it is apt to do. Right now, I have fear that I'm not pregnant. I also have fear of what will happen if I am or do get pregnant. Pregnancy and trying to conceive after a loss are not easy.
I have been going batshit insane wondering if we did it this time. Or, if we will wait another month to do it. Did I mention that even when all conditions are optimum, there is still only a 25% success rate? Makes you wonder just how all of those teenagers do it!
For now, we wait. And try to fill in time. And feel crazy. And scared.
Stand-by, people. No one here plans to fail.
