I know this seems to be a played out subject to some, but it’s all that’s on my mind this week. I am starting to doubt my earlier feelings that I was, in fact, pregnant. I don’t know for sure yet, but my logical mind is telling me that, statistically, there’s no way I can be pregnant. According to my statistics, I have gone 11 months without getting pregnant, so how is it possible for me to get pregnant in the 12th? I’m starting to doubt my capability of dealing with being put outside of the “most couples get pregnant within 6 months to 1 year” pool. I have started worrying about how I’ll deal with taking fertility drugs. What if they don’t work? What if I have to do IVF? How will I emotionally deal with knowing EACH AND EVERY TIME a pregnancy doesn’t stick? It’s possible I could have miscarried several times during the last year, without even knowing. What will it be like to KNOW each time your body failed? I know I am getting ahead of myself, but my worrisome nature just can’t let it go. I guess we’ll find out what my emotions will do when the time comes.