I'm very bitter. There. I said it. I'm so very thankful for my precious girls and realize how blessed I am to finally have them, but I'm still bitter and wonder if I might always be. Infertility (IF) has a way of making people that way. Once we finally succeed in having a family we think we are "over it", and for the most part we are. I can finally go to baby showers and birthday parties again. But then certain things, like NIAW or a pregnancy announcment (they still bug me! Way less than before but still) can trigger a whole flood of memories and feelings. I'm bitter because I never got to do this the "normal" way. Before IF I used to look forward to the time when my husband (whoever and wherever he was) and I would start trying to have a baby. I wondered what it would be like to ditch the pills and watch the calendar and have purposely unprotected sex on a certain day or two and then wonder, "did we just make a b...
Former stay-at-home mom of twins in search of work/life balance (it doesn't exist).