the count keeps climbing higher
And my self-morale gets a bit lower.
Since I’ve last touched on this subject, another two of my friends and another cousin have announced their pregnancies. Yay!? The total now comes to 10 friends or family members who are expecting. And that doesn’t include the 5 babies born within the past 6 months.
I’m happy for them all, I really am.
I just want that too.
And kill me cause at my annual lady-parts doctor appointment, she asked me if I had any plans for pregnancy soon, cause you know my eggs are shriveling up as I type this. Instead of bursting into tears and shouting “I’m probably never going to have the family I want!” I was able to show some restraint and muttered “Umm, not yet.” All the while slowing dying a painful lonely death as a single-mid-30’s pathetic cat lady.