We've officially been trying to have a baby for one whole year.
I was so naive in the beginning. You just have a lot of sex and then you have babies and everything is great. And here we are- one year later. No babies. Nothing is great. Like a stupid NOOB I bought my niece and nephew little shirts that say "I'm getting a new cousin" on them and thought it would be such a cute little way to tell JC's family. And now the shirts won't even fit them anymore.
I'm just ready to be done with this. The trying, and thinking about trying, and making decisions about trying...I'm done.
Please let me just be able to move forward.