So many BFPs for so many ~other~ people.
Why don't I deserve it? Why can't it happen for me? (okay, not just for me, but for a lot of other deserving women too?)
... Once (and still) Infertile, but still Schnarky as hell. This blog is dedicated to the daily ramblings from the mind of Nancy. It isn't about anything profound in the grand scheme of things, but it ~is~ about things in my life, schnarkiness always included. I have a second blog, listed in my profile, but the blogs will continue to remain separate.
"I'm aiming for heaven, but I'll probably wind up down in hell"
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My neighbors have a blue huge wooden stork in their front yard that I fantisized lighting a torch to in the middle of the night!
I love it! The flaming stork of doom!
I think I'll put a giant wooden book on a stick when I finally get my dissertation done.
I hear you, Nancy. I don't think it's about deserving. It's about stupid blind luck. Cold comfort, I know, but hey, at least it's not you.
I hear you loud & clear. I wish I knew why it wasn't happening. Dear God- I wish I knew for all of us.
{{{{hugs}}}}
Thinking of the huge blue wooden stork on fire makes me smile.
Let's face it...even when somebody deserves it BFPs are tough. I'm only sorry that I can't do anything to make it better.
Hear hear!
(I have a post about a neighbor's BFP coming up)
Oh how I hear ya..
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