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Monday, August 18, 2008

Unwanted Visitor

I have this feeling of dread.  My boobs are big, my stomach feels tight and full of butterflies, my mood is swinging like Tarzan from a vine.  I'm expecting my period any day now.  It's coming, and it's going to be pathetic.  I'm preparing myself...but I just know I will be a miserable, sobbing, mess.  I'm also planning on cursing the Gods and praying for relief from this baby making Hell.  

I know I should have patience, but the fact of the matter is I can't.  I see my birthday as a dream-shattering landmark day.  I don't anticipate having many more months of trying, although people tell me to keep the faith.  If I am capable of getting pregnant, I will again be pregnant soon.

But I keep seeing the time slip away from me, and I wonder, how many eggs are in there, waiting to be released?  Harsh as it may seem, every period feels like a bloody mess of a sign that another one has passed me by.

2 comments:

Liz said...

Right there with you. I can only offer this - YES, it's going to suck. But instead of thinking of your period as the END of something, think of it as the BEGINNING, of the next cycle. And meanwhile, try to fit in as many things as possible that make you laugh and smile, and plenty of naps. Lots of love to you.

Kiki said...

Yes ma'am! I will follow your directions faithfully!