As I sit here thinking about waht to type, I remind myself that this blog is for me, and that I don't always have to have a story or agenda when writing. It doesn't matter if anyone reads it, because I read it. It's okay to not have fabulous stories and adventures everytime you log on. If writing and typing helps, then you should just do it.
I really want a baby. Bad. Ask Mike and he will tell you I am completely consumed by trying to get pregnant. At the same time I get completely depressed all the time, usually around that time of the month when I realize, yet again, that I am not pregnant. We have been going to a specialist for almost 2 years, and the time is wearing on me. IVF is looking like the only option that may yield a result, but it is so expensive. I keep telling myself that eventually it will happen. I've told myself that about 28 times so you can see why that would be getting old. So for now we save, and become more frugal, all the while hoping for the impossible (or so it seems) to happen.
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