Signing the papers

Yesterday was my birthday. I have finished my 44th year and am now starting towards my 45th. We went to the fertility clinic so that hubby could sign the consent paperwork to start IVF. I am terrified! I am almost positive that hubby is as well. I am trying my best to stay positive about the process and to have as little stress in my life as possible so that our chances of bringing a bundle into this world will be higher. I know. Good luck with that, right?!? But I’m trying, so that’s the important thing.