
After 2 months of marriage, Daniel and I decided we were ready to have a family. I knew right away that we were going to have problems, but kept positive. In the mean time, everyone around us were having babies. It was really hard seeing everyone have the joy of parenthood that we so desperately wanted. But we kept positive, and kept trying. A few years later, those same people were on to baby number 2. That was really hard. It made us realize how much we were losing out on, and what we could've had.
Then all our infertile friends started their families too, and everything changes. It's hard for people to understand what it's like to be in our shoes, so we tend to pick friends who are also in our shoes. But all of them have moved on, and once again we are left behind. It's hard to keep those friendships, because they have something more important in their lives, and since I'm not a stay-at-home mom, I don't get to go on play dates or hang out and talk about our kids.
Over the past year, some of those same people who were having babies when we weren't, are now on number 3, and it hurts so bad. It's just another reminder of where we could be, and what our lives could be like. I mean, I'm grateful for all the time I have been able to spend with Daniel, and how much we have grown together. It's a good thing we get along so well, but if I could change things, i would want to be one of them. A stay-at-home mom with 3 children and piles of dirty laundry. Sometimes I just don't understand why!



