I conceived Xander last April, this summer my husband and I both celebrated our 37th birthdays and our 17th wedding anniversary. This is our first ever pregnancy! So that would be 16+ years of trying. Okay, we weren't actively trying all that time. We did for the first few years of our marriage, but when nothing was happening I ended up going on the pill for a few years to try and regulate my cycle.
Years later we ended up having testing done. I have PCOS and my dh's swimmers have problems. Because of the size of cysts on my ovaries my doctor's didn't want me taking fertility drugs. I was on Metformin for about 3 years. It did not help me lose weight but it did give me a somewhat regular cycle.
After nearly 17 years we had pretty much decided that we weren't going to have children (biologically, anyways) and had made peace with that. Then this spring I caught this really bad flu bug that just wouldn't go away.
My husband kept asking if maybe I was pregnant to which I'd grumpily reply, "hello, infertile person here remember?! It's just a bad bug!". I finally bought some pregnancy tests just to prove to him that I wasn't pregnant. He'll never let me forget that he was right,
I literally collapsed into a laughing/sobbing pile in our hallway after the pee stick came out positive!