Well the monthly visitor came and once again, I'm still not pregnant. I'm glad to know either way. I guess my cycle was changing. Who really knows at this point, and it doesn't really matter does it? I just went from hopeful, to confused, to back let down.
Lately, against my better judgment, I've been feeling a little bitter and jealous towards women who have been able to have babies no problem. I know I shouldn't, but it's hard when you hear these stories about people trying and conceiving right away, or people getting pregnant without really trying at all. I guess that doesn't bother me as much as those women who are so blessed with healthy, beautiful babies, but who complain constantly about their kids and openly bash the fact that they have them. I've ran into some women like that lately and it really hurts me. They don't seem to appreciate what they have, when millions of women, including me, are just dying to have what they have. It's just hard to watch. But, at the same time, it reminds me to not take for granted the blessings it would be if I ever do get the privilege to raise a family.
(this pretty much sums it up)
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