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.
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I think it's a good thing to stay off of Facebook. It's caused me too many tears over comparisions I make to others.
I hate the math! I have a friend that is pregnant with her 5th baby! And her oldest will be baptized next year. I shouldn't let all of this bother me, except for the fact that I was married a year before she was.
Oh, I'm sorry. Our minds can play evil tricks on us when we start to do the math.
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