We have our follow up appointment at the fertility clinic tomorrow. It has been 6 weeks since we had our first appointment; 17 months since we first started trying to conceive; over 10 years since we first started dating. It is funny how time changes. The past 6 weeks have felt so long. The two week waits are always an eternity. And yet the months have flown by. Our time trying; our time together. We are here, at the doorstep of our plan, our appointment. I don’t know what to expect but I am hopeful. And nervous. And scared of the diagnosis and having to keep waiting. I just want a plan, something to hold onto, a way to move forward. I guess we shall see what tomorrow will bring. Wish us luck!