I tried to convince myself that today was a better day, and, for the most part, it was. I came home from work, went for a nice run, and then I checked my email. That's when my day fell apart. There it was...an email with the subject line "Some news..." We infertile women all know that only means one thing. I didn't want to open the email, but I couldn't stop my clicker finger. And, there it was. Plain as day. My friend is expecting her 3rd child. That's right, turn the dagger. It's not that I'm not happy for her...I'm just sadder for me. We all know that Facebook is not a safe place for people struggling with infertility, but now my email is unsafe, too?
I know our time will come, and we'll be parents some day. It just seems like I get knocked down every time I try to get back on my feet. So, I did what any self-respecting infertile woman would do...I poured a glass of wine. Tomorrow's another day.
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