I love Mondays when I get my run in early!

I wanted to clarify about my last post last night. I have some friends who are pregnant via fertility treatments. I met them through my support group. They for the most part don't read my blog. I do however wish that they would remember what it feels like to be on the losing end. While they might be jealous of me for going on vacation. I am infinitely more jealous of there growing bellies. I would give up this trip for a heartbeat any day. I hope that once I get safely pregnant (if that ever happens), I don't forget all the pain.


Oh and while I'm on the subject of bitching about infertiles. Telling me "At least you can get pregnant." Is the equivalent of a fertile person telling us to "relax". Yes I get pregnant. I don't get pregnant easily. It's not like I get to have a romantic evening with too much wine. I get to take clomid and have my husbands sperm inserted directly into my uterus. Yes I understand that I am in the 101 of fertility treatments. I am however in the 2% percent of the population who experiences repeat pregnancy loss. I also have a 30-40% chance of EVER carrying a pregnancy to term. So yes I get pregnant, but I never ever actually get to have a baby.

Wow, I guess I understand why I've been skipping my support group meetings :)

I can't wait until FRIDAY! If can keep from killing Chris between now and then it'll be miracle. What is so freaking hard about admitting that I am right. Telling me that it doesn't matter anyway only guarantees an all expense paid stay on the futon.

and washed the bitterness away for now.

I'm not dealing very well these past couple days. I'm tired of trying to figure out why. I'm just going to roll with the bitterness.

Ug.