Showing posts with label tough days. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tough days. Show all posts

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Sorry about grossing you out!

I hope your not to grossed out! I was rereading my blog from yesterday and feeling self conscious about what I revealed!

Please don't stop reading about me! :0(

Monday, September 22, 2008

Crabby

I'm crabby today. I threw my back out trying to help a student. It's not that bad...but it still kills and I want to walk hunched over.

I'm depressed about the stock market. I got my statements in the mail and I lost quite a bit! Depressing. I was reading an article on MSN and using a financial calculator to figure out how much I will need by retirement. Looks like I am going to be in the negative if I don't contribute loads more. Yeah....maybe when we get the twenty some thousand paid off of our credit card for these freakin IVF attempts. I just need a cute cuddly baby to stare at to make it all worth it. Just like baby Aussie and the girls at "The Journey with Baby Frank". So stinkin cute!

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Choked Up

I actually spoke to a friend and my mom today. It was hard. I was fighting back tears. I have this wonderful meditation about conception on my ipod. It is so moving. It talks about seeing your future child, connecting souls, and how precious life is. I walked around the track today listening to it, crying.

It was really hard talking today. I wanted to tell them both to shut up and that they had no idea about the pain, financial commitment, and the lack of sperm. Yes a miscarriage is devastating. But at least a heterosexual couple can try again for months and months if they choose. We are not rich. We don't have an endless supply of sperm. Dam doctors. Why is everything so freaking expensive. I wish the American Health System was like the National Health System in Europe.

All I feel is bitterness. I feel mean. I don't feel like doing my to do list. I don't feel like starting to get back into the groove for my students. I don't feel like being miserable either though.

S is back to work now. It is just me, sitting here at home. She is gone from 7 until 7. It gets lonely.