Good things come to those who wait...

Ok so I got back my 2nd progesterone test and it was, as the Dr. put it, extremely low. Meaning of course, I didn't ovulate this month and the chance of me being pregnant from the IUI are slim to none. Rick and I talked about this before we even started this infertility journey that we would be fine with the outcome, it'd happen eventually, etc. I have failed in regard to that. I am so depressed today. I have looked at a million (ok, that's an exaggeration!) blogs today about infertility. I can see that there is hope. A lot of those women conquered this ridiculous PCOS and went on to have babies. I see that. But there are a ton that haven't. I am questioning everything right now. Is this going to even be a possibility? What if I have to go on to do injectables, who is going to give them? My husband is no help in that area. What if I have had the only child I will ever have, how disappointed is everyone going to be in me? Don't get me wrong, I love my daughter with every fiber of my being, I would die for her, but I want a child from Rick. It's that simple. I know it seems like I'm being all melodramatic here, but this is how I truly feel. I am too emotional to talk to people on the phone today and this was only our first month of trying to conceive "with help"! I can't imagine what the months to follow will bring. I don't like being disappointed and I don't like waiting, I have zero patience. It looks as though I'm going to have to learn a valuable lesson in all this as well. I just wasn't expecting to feel this way...