My DH and I are both 29 years old. We have been together for nearly 10 years and married for 4. I never really thought about having a child until about one year after marriage, but we were still settling into careers and trying to find a home. Once we finally bought a house and were financially secure in our jobs I started asking DH about having a baby. It's taken two heart-wrenching years for him to come around and decide that he's ready to start our family. I was starting to consider divorce by the time I turned 30 if he didn't change his mind. For two years I brought the topic of having a baby up regularly because it's all I've been able to think about. It's the one and only thing I long for in my life. I had brought it up as a calm discussion, I had cried, I had screamed, I had threatened to leave him and finally I just prayed and turned it all over to God and asked him to change my DH's heart. I tried not to bring it up again and several months later God answered my prayers! Now my DH is excited about the prospect of having a little one in our home. He said that he just wasn't ready before.
Now that we have been actively trying since February I am scared to death that it won't happen for us. Why haven't I had an "accident" in all these years? I've waited so long and now there's only more waiting ahead of me. I have had many many BFN's in the past several years. I took the tests with the small inkling of hope that maybe I had accidentally gotten pregnant, but it never happened. I got more emotional last month, my first month of trying, when I got a BFN. I thought my chances were good, but in my heart I knew I wasn't pregnant.
While waiting for the test to work I imagine what my emotions would feel like if I saw that second faint pink line. I imagine that I would feel butterflies and probably the biggest amount of joy I have ever felt. I think I will be anxious, scared, overwhelmed, and happy all at the same time. I also imagine how my DH would react and how I would break the news to him. But, so far I've only gotten tears when I stare at that lonely pink line, squinting at the blank spot. Sometimes I stare so hard that almost think I see that faint line.
My OPK was positive for the first time yesterday evening. We BD'd this morning even though neither one of us felt like it, but I knew I'd be upset in 2 weeks if we didn't make ourselves do it. I suppose I will try to coax DH into doing it again tonight, but he's always so tired when he gets home from work. Maybe I will try to look good for him and fix a nice dinner. Maybe I'll even break out the fondue set with some chocolate and fruit to try to create a mood

I cleaned up the house today so maybe that will help me relax a little tonight. Then the 2ww will begin!!