Seeing how the first little princess was made without any of Roy or I's knowledge or even the slightest attempt at trying, I never realized how hard this baby-making thing can be.
For another month, I'm not pregnant. I've always hated my period much like any girl, but until you are trying to conceive you don't realize that the "hateness" can be taken to a whole new level.
We've only been trying for 4 months now, but I can't help being a little sad each month when it doesn't happen. I need to learn to be patient and let things happen, but for me that is the hardest part of this all. Thank goodness for Roy. He is my rock, my voice of reason.
So, for today I'm gonna be sad. Tomorrow will be a new day, and soon we will begin a new month of trying.