#notpregnantjustfat

So for any woman trying to get pregnant, today is D-Day, the dreaded day of every month when my period is due. It is marked in the diary, highlighted in fertility apps and firmly imprinted in my mental calendar. Today I will hope and pray that the cramps don't bring what I know they inevitably will. I will go to the toilet countless times to check for any sign of a 'show' all the time willing my body not to cheat me again, praying that this month will be the month. I already know it won't be. I can feel the pressure, the pains...and the sadness.  I used to celebrate the arrival of my periods and breathe a sigh of relief...not anymore. I have been through this over 18 times now. At the beginning I told myself "It's OK, hardly anyone gets pregnant that quickly...It's OK, it will happen soon...It's OK you just have to wait for the time to be right etc etc etc". Since the start of this journey I have celebrated births of my friend's childre...