That's how I always feel, like I've been made to go to the end of line. Like I always have to start over, or someone cuts in line.
In the last 4 days I've read about (on blogs or facebook) about endless pregnancy announcements. I must now know 20 pregnant people, plus people who I read their blogs. I am happy for them, really truly happy, but dude...
In the last few weeks, I've been put down by two family members - both said not so nice things about the only parties I've ever gotten to throw (We just moved into our house after 5 years in a 1 bedroom apt, where I couldn't have more than 1-2 guests at a time due to lack of parking). One told me that at the family Christmas party, that I made the potluck "too difficult" (I asked certain people to bring side dishes and some to bring desserts - is that difficult?) the other picked on the (themed- think wizards) birthday party I threw for my Godson this past week - saying she had seen better made decorations at a party SHE went to. I don't get it.
(this post is all over the place, sorry)
April 15 was the due date of our first child. On the first anniversary of this, I had another miscarriage. It's a day where I HAVE TO get away, and be away from people (Husband is acceptable). I prefer someone with no kids. We don't have the cash this year to go anywhere, and I can't stop crying about it.