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Is it my turn yet?

It's been one of those months where I found out that 95% of the female population is pregnant. And once again, I didn't make the list.

I'm grateful that I went into this blindly optimistic. I'm glad that I had no idea how much time it would take and how much disappointment it would bring. Maybe I should be glad that I don't know what the future will hold, so that I can't dread it and so that I may keep that little glimmer of hope.

We possibly had a faintly positive pregnancy test last weekend. Neither of us said much about it. I never even felt excited. It never crossed my mind that it could be truly positive. And my period the next day proved it. I realized that even a positive test would just be one of many hurdles. Pregnancy isn't even a sure path to a baby. I have several friends who have suffered devastating miscarriages who prove that.

It's been a long, winding road with plenty of road blocks and detours along the way. We're hanging in there just fine, but I sure do wish I was one of those blissfully unaware girls who just got pregnant. There's such a sweet innocence to it all. No worries. Just pure excitement for the baby on its way.

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  1. KandiceAugust 18, 2009 at 9:26 PM

    Amber I truly believe you guys will have your turn. I think you will have the gift to be more excited than any of the woman who just get pregnant without effort. You two are in my prayers every night!

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  2. JessAugust 19, 2009 at 1:05 AM

    I'm so sorry sweetie! Nothing is worse than knowing your pregnant and then having your period follow the next day or a few days later. Biggest hugs are being sent your way! :(

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  3. KatieAugust 19, 2009 at 3:38 PM

    Blissfully unaware is such a good term for such ladies. It's funny how my fertile friends didn't think twice about posting u/s pics on FB at 8 weeks with no worries of losing the pregnancy or anything. For them, nothing goes wrong...including conception!

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