I just noticed that I've entered the 10th month of trying to conceive... thank you ticker at the bottom of my blog. I feel like time is rushing away from me, I can't believe it's been 10 months.
I've got my hopes up, and I think that's a good thing. Why not have hope? Life without hope is dank and depressing.
Of course, feel free to check back with me when I hit the one year marker, I might not be so optimistic at that point.