So basically every day when I open the mail, I get to cry over the fact that another friend of mine is having a baby and I’m not. Something I used to love, opening Christmas cards has become something I dread.
Infertility Diaries: A Failed IUI
I got my period today and I cried. Correction, I sobbed. I’m actually sitting on the bathroom floor sobbing now while James takes a bath because motherhood doesn’t stop for infertility. I’m pretty sure this will scar him for life…