And thinking of what I should say.
I just looked through my blogroll and realized that at least half are pregnant or just announced a pregnancy. I’m again in the left behind club and feeling like I don’t fit anywhere.
I’m thinking that if it doesn’t work with our surrogate that my husband and I will end up divorced. The only level we relate anymore is on parenting. And living with him like a roommate is just another thing about life that is just too painful.
I’m thinking that my Sweetie is so adorable. She’s sitting next to me on the couch trying to say ‘hippopotamus’.
I’m thinking that I really should just check myself into a mental hospital for a few weeks. I don’t know how I’m going to make it through October. It just feels more and more crushing each day that I think I should be this much closer to holding my Abby.