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"Honey? Is it done yet?" I hear my husbands soothing voice coming from the bathroom.
"Nope!" I try to say enthusiastically, but end up being skiddish.
"It takes a while," I say while leaning on the bathroom doorframe, looking at him.
He's sitting on the edge of the bed, eyebrows raised- looking hopeful.
I glance down at the test, seeing the 'negative' sign.
The doctors had said I had very slim chance I could have a child, but still a chance.
It's all I've ever wanted.
A child, of my own.
Me and my supportive husband have been trying for God knows how long, to no avail.
I keep seeing the 'negative' sign, over and over, it's almost brought me to tears.
I still have that slim chance.
That slim hope.
One day, I will have a child of my own.
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