Hi All, just wanted to say hi since I'm new here and tell a bit of my story in case anyone has been through similar things and wants to offer any advice.

I'm 28, just got married in mid March which was also my 6 year anniversary of being with my husband.

I stopped taking the pill at the beginning of March (4 months ago now) hoping for a fairytale honeymoon baby, but no such luck. Then again, my hubby only agreed to start trying "officially" last week as its taken him some time to get used to the idea.

Since I am a nerd (hehe) I have a spreadsheet of my cycle (which is all over the place! 32, 33, 35, 48... currently CD 21, 14 days out from what I'm guessing is the end of my cycle, so assuming my alleged ovulation will be this weekend) and have been using an LH urine test almost everyday for 3 months. All negatives. Every time.

I recall having stretchy mucus when I was a teenager, but not in a long time. Because of this, and the neg LH's I am convinced I am broken and will never have kids. Yes, I am a bit of a drama queen.

My medical history is a comedy of errors. I am allergic to everything, have asthma and lactose issues, a history of stomach ulcers from stress, and a constant twitch in my left eyebrow, also from stress, and chronic pain in my right shoulder... yes, from stress. I went on the pill at around 17 because my cycle was just impossible to manage, however I have never had period pain, and am proud to have a "fast and efficient" 3 day bleed even though my cycle overall tends to be very long. So thats a positive thing!

I had an Implanon rod in my arm for about 10 months in 2003-4, but had to get it out because it made me psychotic - crying all the time and bleeding constantly. Went back on the pill, using it to skip my period most of the time (generally only bleeding 4 or 5 times a year), so if something is wrong with me, chances are its my own fault.

My little brother and his wife have a 4 month old daughter and my older sister is 9 weeks pregnant (and is getting married in 6 weeks!) - we always joked about being pregnant at the same time and having our kids in the same year at school, and I feel so... I don't know... sad, confused, desperate, obsessive, pathetic, broken, and a little left out because it hasn't happened for us first time like it did for them.

Anyway, thats all about me, so HELLO! Hopefully someone will have some happy stories to help me cheer up some