Just because I’m sitting here at work and I want to cry and I have to say it to someone so I can be done with it.
My friend who had her ds when I was pregnant with ds1, and had her daughter after I delivered ds2, just found out a couple of months ago that she got pregnant again despite being on the mini-pill. She was planning to be done since she got one of each, but is happy now that she got used to the idea of being pregnant again. Well she just found out today that she is expecting dd2. I am beside myself- smiling on the outside but my heart feels like it’s breaking. Not only do I still not know if I will ever have a dd, but I can’t even get pregnant right now, sixth cycle trying. And she is an awesome person but will never understand, and I wouldn’t put the weight on her to try to make her understand, how much it feels like being punched in the gut when she tells me how sweet and different and amazing it is to raise a little girl, and how she hopes I’ll experience it one day. I can’t even think a positive of thought of having a dd of my very own without my stomach physically seizing because I have so trained myself to reject getting my hopes up.
Anyway. There are worse things, and I know in my heart that I am blessed with my precious boys. I will keep smiling and praying that one day I’ll be able to put this kind of feeling behind me, whether it be by having my dg or some other miracle.