After a very tearful breakdown yesterday with my husband, I thought writing about our trying to conceive journey might help. Especially since we're not telling anyone else (except for one confidant).
A little background: my dear husband *DH* and I met when we were in our early/mid twenties, got married a few years later, and we're now about 3 years after that. DH and I are now nearly 30 and 33, respectively. We're both scientists. Planners. Strategic. We waited to TTC until we finished our PhDs, owned a home, had been married for a few years, and were settled in our careers.
We started TTC in January, thinking it would be simple..that it would take 6 months to a year. Well, it's been 6 months now, and signs are pointing towards "not so simple"...
