When he said his vows, he told me how much he loved my determination and strength. If I wanted it, I got it. Except now all I want is to have his baby. And for the first time ever, no matter how much I want it, no amount of strength and determination can make it happen. With each negative test, my confidence waivers and I start to lose sight of who I am. Each month, my doubt swells, creating a space between us. Through it all, I know I’m his. But will he still be mine when we falter?