Wednesday, March 16, 2011
I wear my sunglasses at n̶i̶g̶h̶t̶ breakfast
These are my period sunglasses. Lots of women have period underwear (mine are the grandma variety), but every temporary infertile needs a pair of period sunglasses. They don't look fabulous, but they sure would have come in handy when I was at breakfast last Saturday and heard a baby crying two tables away. I was mid conversation with my husband, enjoying a fabulous meal and I didn't even SEE the baby. I just heard him and couldn't resist the urge to look over. What I saw was an adorable little family with a new addition who wasn't cooperating during breakfast. The dad immediately got to his feet and started bouncing his little bundle of joy while mom ate. All I could think about is how I wish I had a little screaming, eating, pooping baby to ruin my breakfast! Yup, it was that bad on Saturday. I'm not sure exactly why. I guess it's because my period came a day early and that was enough to send me over the edge. I was ready for it to come Sunday, but Saturday was just too much.
I should have also wore my period glasses while watching the videos linked in this article. I was checking facebook at lunch and I couldn't resist the link. I went through several different emotions while reading this article and watching the videos. I'm glad I read the whole article and I'm glad I watched the videos. I find happiness (sometimes from the deep, deep depths of my aching heart) for anyone is happy about getting pregnant. I am overjoyed when I hear about someone whose been struggling finally getting their turn. It's a little selfish. It means there's hope for me. I'll take that wherever I can get it!!