Infertility is so heart-wrenching. It's a really long road. When it's something that you want more than anything in the world, and it's out of your control; there's a level of frustration and sadness that you could only understand if you yourself are in it. (Or have been.)
I'm so lucky to have Luke. He's so patient and understanding. He really is an amazing man. I know that I couldn't go through all of this with my sanity intact without his support. He helps me to know that I'm not in this alone. He's so wonderful, and I adore him with all my heart.
I've had a really hard time being positive this cycle. Luke never does though, he's an eternal optimist. Lucky me. Lol. But yesterday, I found some renewed hope. I got my first ever positive on an ovulation predictor kit. Granted, this doesn't mean that I'm actually going to ovulate, but it's an amazing step in the right direction. My fingers are crossed that God is on our side with this one and that everything will go correctly. :) Here's hoping! :D