Dear Mr Storky, I am getting sad now. We've been married for 6 months, and I've been off the pill for 4 years. I'm at the stage now everyone (family, friends, colleagues and acquaintances) are expecting me to be pregnant now. My sister announced she's pregnant, we're 6 years apart, and to me age gap means a lot; we never shared a lot growing up, not even hand me downs, but mom did buy us matching coats. So sister thought and I thought wouldn't it be amazing if we were both pregnant at the same time? Mr Storky, I'm ready now for a September 2018 baby. Mr Storky, since AF arrived (4 days ago) all I've thought is when will I be pregnant/am I infertile? Will I ever become pregnant? Will it be hard? Will it be easy? DH doesn't know how sad I've got now, sure he's in the same room as me, but I haven't told him about my emotions, my feelings. I haven't told anyone. I bury my feelings deep down, I don't want to admit that it isn't easy for us to get preganant. What?, you got pregnant by accident? How you manage that? We been baby dancing like rabbits and I ain't even had a late period. We been having sex marathons, to the point sex gets boring, and no I'm still not pregnant. So, Mr Storky, I think, as I'm not pregnant and I'm on my painful period, I'm gonna get to the bottom of a bottle of wine or two, or Malibu or Captain Morgan. Mannn... I am so sick to the sight of tampons and sanitary towels. I long for days I buy maternity towels with a new born in my arms. And I know alcohol is bad for anyone's body, but I've honestly not drank previously and guess what, I still weren't pregnant. I ate fruit and vegetables, folic acid tablets and I exercised and still not even a late period. In fact my period has ran like clock work. I time aunt flow to the hour, to the minute, to the second.