Realistically I knew that the first couple of months trying to get pregnant wouldn't work in my favor. I had hopes because people get pregnant on accident all the time. One night stands produce children often. I personally know people this has happened to. I was four days late this month. I have never in my life ever had a late period. I was so sure this month would be it. Except I got many negative tests. My hubby has been supportive the whole time and kept hope with me. I can't help but say my closest friends haven't done the same. I feel alone now because I cannot confide in them the struggle I felt knowing this is abnormal but the test kept saying negative. They kept saying it's so unlikely to have happened already, it takes time. I wanted support and hope and I got doubt and negative reactions. Maybe they had my best interests in mind, maybe to keep my hopes from getting too high just to be shot down when it was confirmed this wouldn't be our month. The fact is that no matter what they said my feelings would be the same. Them pointing out that it probably wasn't this month didn't make me any less hopeful that it would be or any less sad to know it wasn't.
