I AM lucky.

I've been feeling down lately, very down. But last night while sipping a tutty fruitty daiquiri waiting for an ACDC tribute group to perform, I realised that I do have some great things in my life.

I have an amazing husband, who is my best friend in the entire world, he has supported my decision not to work this year, but worked his little (yes very little) bottom off to take me on a 5 week trip of a life time to Europe.

I have a supportive and wonderful mother, who despite her not very good financial state can manage to give us $1000 to help with the costs of surgery. And very very wonderful parents in law who have supported us financially and emotionally. My dad despite being an absent father growing up has even been great since I told him about our problems.

My friends from real life and on the internet really have helped me survive this.

I'm lucky that it is not worse, it is only me with the fertility problems, Dean's sperm is great which gives us a good chance.

So, if you ever hear me doing a "woe is me" post please kindly remind me I have great things in my life.

On the other front, we did have sex. And now I am as nervous as hell! I know I am due to ovulate sometime this weekend so I guess here I am in my first TWW. I have hope, which scares me because falling when you have hope hurts more than when you have no hope. But I guess this time I am right to have hope, they've cleared out the endo, freed my ovary. Maybe, just maybe this time it will happen.