Everyone around me is pregnant. Everyone and their freaking mother is pregnant. Hell, it wouldn’t surprise me if a few of the MEN are pregnant. EVERYONE is PREGNANT.
So what about me? Still (obviously) not pregnant. AF finally showed up about 2 weeks ago, for the first time in about 5 months (aside from that quick, quasi-visit in October) so fingers crossed that things are working again.
I’m still going back and forth in my head about how much longer I want to keep trying. Some days, I just want to throw in the towel, give away all of our baby stuff, and accept that we will be DINKS for life. Some days, I’m actually ok with that. Other days, all it takes is a mere glimpse of a baby or a pregnant belly to have me climbing the walls. So…I’ll probably keep doing this back-and-forth thing until I finally do get pregnant (shortly after my 70th birthday, at this rate).
So…if anyone reading this has any baby dust that they’re not using, kindly send it this way.
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I think you are my twin. There are 9 pregnant women at my school. Many of my friends are pregnant. I am NOT! I also am having a tough time with knowing how much longer we should continue. I keep telling myself I will give it 2008. Then we need to rethink our lives.
HUGS!
I am not surprised that when I typed, (out of pure frustration), "Is everyone pregnant except me," into my little google window that I would get some sort of an answer. At least I can always count on that. So that makes three of us, not pregnant.
It sucks, very much.
Let's not give up just yet, besides this is all building an enormous amount of character, and who wants to be like everyone else anyway. I'd like to start a beautiful family with a shit load of frustration first.
Here's to a great, 2008!!
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