Well, the sort of secret is that Chris and I have been trying to have another baby. I think everyone suspects that we have been trying, but we haven't told anyone. We've been trying for over a year without success.
Unfortunately, this month, I let myself believe that I was pregnant. Everything was looking good, even the doctor said so, but I was wrong.
We aren't sure what we are going to do now. My condition alone made it hard for us to have Carley, but since her, I've turned 35 (and 36) and 35 really is that magical number. I wish I hadn't allowed myself to be hopeful this time.
I don't want to talk about it, because it makes me sad to see others get pregnant so easliy and even see others who aren't as happy to be pregnant as I would be. I'll keep hoping, but the reality is, Carley may be an only child.
