Amen. I'm happy for you when you're pregnant. I'm also sad for me. I can't help it. It feels gross when someone makes it all a joke. That's how I would describe it. A gross feeling inside. Who would have thought that would bother me? But who would have thought there would even be this thing we call a "journey" to pregnancy? It was supposed to be easy or even come as a surprise: Oh my gosh! I'm pregnant! I had no idea sharing soap with you would result in this! -well apparently that's not the norm anymore. That makes me ache inside. Why can't that happen for us?
Amen. I'm happy for you when you're pregnant. I'm also sad for me. I can't help it. It feels gross when someone makes it all a joke. That's how I would describe it. A gross feeling inside. Who would have thought that would bother me? But who would have thought there would even be this thing we call a "journey" to pregnancy? It was supposed to be easy or even come as a surprise: Oh my gosh! I'm pregnant! I had no idea sharing soap with you would result in this! -well apparently that's not the norm anymore. That makes me ache inside. Why can't that happen for us?
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