Today I am struggling. After our bad news on Thursday I can’t seem to focus. We’ve had four rounds of icsi now the last two has ended with a bfp but I’ve miscarried both. I feel as if our time will never come, I am so sad for the baby we lost in August too and with the expected due date coming up in a month or so I’m struggling. I’m trying to keep busy but when I’m home I want to be out and when I’m out I want to be at home. We went out yesterday and I ended up crying uncontrollably in the middle of the shops.
I’ve been reading some of the ladies stories on here trying to reassure myself that happy endings do happen but I just actually don’t believe it’ll happen for us anymore and I’m scared.
I’m sorry for the really unhelpful/ unnecessary post and I know many people on here have had such a harder struggle than us, but I feel I had to write it down somewhere and I know lots of you will understand.
If you’ve got this far thanks for reading and I wish you all the best for 2019. xxx