I still remember what it felt like when JF was pregnant back in '06. We were on top of the world. We thought we'd finally beaten our reproductive issues, and everything was going to be fine and easy from then on.
We had that notion quite thoroughly stomped out of us in the ensuing eighteen months of heartbreak and struggle. And now that it really does seem like maybe we're back on the road again, it's very hard to stop thinking we should be bracing ourselves for yet another failure.
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