Remember yesterday's post? See, I told you it wouldn't last...
Not that I don't love all of the lovely ladies who read my blog who have babies or are pregnant. I really do. Especially because I have a two year old, I know what that's like, and I enjoy reading about babies growing in and out of the womb. Sometimes.
And I don't mind hearing about how hard it is to have an infant, because it IS. People should be able to complain about it a little without feeling guilty about the people who would kill to be in their shoes.
But lately I've been trying to find some new blogs to read where people are still in the trenches. I feel like I need at least an equal share of fertiles and infertiles. I'm sure you all remember... When you're not pregnant, people who "have been there in the past" just aren't quite as comforting as those who are there now.
I'm quickly approaching the anniversary of the date last year when I found out that I had miscarried the first time. At that time, I never imagined that I would still be waiting for my turn a year later. (I guess no one really starts ttc thinking that it will take that long.)
I'm back in elementary school and I'm the last person picked for kickball in gym class.
I'm left behind. The odd man out. Singled out for who knows what reason.
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