It's been a tough day..

DH and I celebrated a year of marriage this week. On our night of our anniversary I took a HPT just for fun and because I have a ton of cheapies under my sink. Go figure, a evapish line appeared a little out of the time frame. Now I know that's not a positive, but of course it got my brain wheels to spinning wondering if it could possibly be our miracle. Well, I took a FRER today and of course it was completely negative. The heartache came all over again. I appreciate people trying to encourage me and giving me hope that we'll have a miracle and conceive naturally, but they aren't the ones that end up crying every month when I get my period or when I have to see another negative pregnancy test for what seems like the millionth time. It literally breaks my heart.

DH is going to see the male infertility specialist on Friday to get a prescription for Clomid. We are also going to talk about doing a second analysis and possibly an ultrasound to rule out any blockages. I'll update after our appointment.