Here I am, 21 months into ttc #1, 33.5 yrs old, one month after a lap and AF in full flow. Trying to be positive, started Pilates, have my affirmation cards by my bed - 'it WILL happen' etc, exercising lightly and taking all the right vitamins etc etc etc
And today, on the day I get my gynae appt to talk about self-funding IVF, I find out a guy I know who had testicular cancer in his 20s is having a baby with his new wife, eight weeks after they married. A true honeymoon baby!
And a HUGE part of me is thrilled for him, and for her. They deserve good things to happen to them more than most. I am truly happy for him and my instant reaction was 'that's wonderful news'...
...BUT then there was a part of me I couldn't stop from thinking 'EVEN he can do it!' and I've stomped home in a mood.
I'm pretty sure makes me a bad person and I don't like myself for thinking it so now I'm feeling double sh*tty.
Ugh.
Ugh.
Ugh.