Growing up, I was a reader and a dreamer, and not to mention, an only child, which I can attribute to my crazy imagination. A lot of childhood memories are slowly fading, but the one thing I have always known was that I was going to be a mom. I would read books about the perfect couple falling in love, getting married, and having swarms of kids. Who knew that the authors were lying through their fucking teeth! Falling in love is not as simple as eyeing a man from across the dance floor, or knocking into eachother down a hall way. And having a baby is definiately not as easy as snapping your fingers, or waking up one day to a room full of little ones! It is work! Hard ass work!! Where are those childrens stories??!!
I guess I can actually start the point of this blog, a honest to goodness account of the true horrors, frustrations, and truths of getting pregnant! Going on 11 months of trying, and still, NOTHING! It is so hard to remain calm and rational when the thing you want the most is so close you can almost touch it, yet so far away! I thought finding love and working to maintain a relationship was hard, boy was I wrong! At some point, faith slowly escapes you, and doubt begins to rear its ugly head and creeps in. So I thought rather than to obsess about my life, I would write my feelings, thoughts, and stories down, in hopes that a woman in the same shoes as I am, will not feel so alone! Because after all, when you are TTC, its hard not to have Baby Brain!
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