Dear Mr Storky,
I'm writing to you again, I really wish I didn't have to....
It's been almost two years since I was diagnosed with poly-cystic ovaries, and a year since I've been with my gorgeous fiancé, the love of my life and my soulmate. I'd love to make him the father of our children, I remember him crying happy tears when I told him this. Those words..."I want my children to be yours, I want you to be the father of my children...no matter how long it takes"....I can still see his face, those tears, that smile. He's an amazing man, he'd be a fantastic father and an great husband.
He's put up with all my tears and tantrums when Aunt Flow has come, or not come but I've got a negative. He's been my shoulder to cry on and much more.
I really wanted to announce to my family at Christmas that I was pregnant, but it hasn't happened. Not even Aunt Flow has visited me. I promise I'm doing everything right, I'm taking my Glucophage, I'm eating better, I've cut right down on smoking and I'm taking vitamins.
I know we're young, but we're ready. Yes, it scares us but it excites and makes us happy to just thinking of having a beautiful baby curl its little fingers around ours. We even look forward to waking up at 3am if it cries. We'd love and cherish our child like there was nothing else on this earth.
Please? Please bring us a little one.
Please, I want to smile again and not hurt so much, I don't want to cry anymore over this.