It wasn't until about the 3rd month that my husband and I started to really think that something might be wrong. We understood that a lot of normal couples can try for upwards of a year before they get pregnant, but taking this long to get pregnant isn't exactly typical. We decided to contact our physician and have a talk with him to see what he might suspect or suggest that we do.
The morning of the appointment was brutal and very nerve wrecking for me. I remember not getting any sleep that night, and even crying a little bit by myself in the bathroom as I got ready to head out with my husband.
The entire time thinking of everything that could be going wrong, and what if the doctor told us that we we couldn't conceive or that something just wasn't normal. What if I had infertility issues? Or what if my husband had a abnormally low sperm count? All these things were running through my mind...and the thought of not being able to have a baby boy or girl to start my family was killing me.
The hospital was only 20 minutes away from home, but that morning even without any traffic, it felt hours long, and I wasn't even sure that I could go in without breaking down...