Today is a day that Boy and I have waited so long for. Yesterday, I was fine - relaxed, calm, and kind of looking forward to it. Today, I feel sick to my stomach and I can't focus on anything else at all.
Today, we have our first appointment at the IVF clinic. I hope with everything I have that by the end of today, we have some kind of a plan and a timeline instead of the endless "what ifs" and "maybes". But I can't shake the nerves that maybe we won't, maybe some other spanner will get thrown in the works - we've had so many already and we're kind of used to it, so it wouldn't surprise me. I'll be honest with you; I'm terrified.
**This post originally appeared on my old blog and has been imported to Living for the Victories**