Update

I found out this past week that I am officially not pregnant this month.

It seems I am able to remain extremely hopeful regardless of our situation every, single month.  (I'm not sure if this is a good thing or not, today).  I guess getting pregnant while on the birth control pill this past August has made me well aware that a miracle can happen even in the most unlikely situations.  Obviously, our miracle did not occur this month.

So, I am in this very familiar place....a place I know all too well.  Since we officially started "trying", I've been disappointed every month.  That's 2 1/2 years - roughly 27 heartaches - 1 approximately every 30 days in case you're a "numbers person" - and, yes - I still count the 7 months we've been forced to be on birth control.  It is always a disappointment.   

Ug.

Today I wonder at what point, if ever, I'll become bulletproof to this stuff.  

On a side note, I also feel a bit guilty for sharing this journey today.  I have to be true to the bad days.  This blog began with the intent of sharing an honest journey and I refuse to write it any differently.  However,  I fear that this roller coaster must seem pretty depressing for those of you choosing to ride along with us.  If you chose to jump off, I wouldn't blame you.  Sometimes I wish I could...

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There are times in our lives when we are on narrow roads. At those times, we are fools if we try to maintain our usual speed.

~Unknown