I'm just starting to feel like I am accepting that I can't have kids, but why should DH have to miss out? I think it means more to him than it does me, which is big!
Over the weekend I was just observing us and kept thinking "yeah, we will be alright if we can't have kids", but then I think "well why should we have to miss out?". I don't know. I just...I just don't know anymore!
I hope your lines start getting darker too!