This morning, my Facebook page was flooded with pictures of kids on their first day of school. At one point, everything on my home page was literally on that topic.
Why can’t I stop the urge to “do the math”? Where would I have been today if I didn’t have infertility?
If it had taken me a year to get pregnant, like a normal person, my child would be just over five years old. He or she would be starting Kindergarten today. Their picture might have been on that Facebook page.
Instead, my alarm went off as usual, I got ready and went to work.
Today is no different than any other day.
Except that I will not be logging onto Facebook if I can help it.