I recognize that the past couple weeks have been a lot about
my getting pregnant, but I don’t want anyone to think for a second that I’ve
forgotten about the journey I’ve been on for the past 22 months. It was hard.
It broke my heart, it killed a piece of me.
But I’m alive and happy, and I know I would be even if I
wasn’t pregnant. I was dealing with the failed IVF cycle, and what that meant
for my family.
So all my friends still struggling with IF, I think about
you daily. I think about the struggle daily.
I thank whatever is out there that I experienced what I went through
because it made me am who I am today. I
hated every second of it, but it is one of life’s hard curveballs that I had to
deal with I guess. I’M STILL ANGRY. I still find myself getting upset when I
hear other people are pregnant or got pregnant quickly. Why did I have this
struggle? And so don’t think I’m not
thinking about you.
I clearly still have things I need to discuss with my
counselor.
Now that I’m pregnant this blog isn’t only going to be about
my pregnancy. Just like infertility did,
it will obviously include that aspect of my life, but I do plan on picking back
up on writing about cooking, decorating, dogs…
