Mrs.G- I know exactly how you feel. We all have those days where the green monster

comes out of us. I had one of those days last month...July 13th to be exact. It was supposed to be the due date of my precious baby

. That same day my soon to be MIL called my fiance and told him that his SIL was preggo...AGAIN. Let's just say that DF knew what day it was supposed to be, and that brought him over the edge

. I wouldn't have know what was wrong, except for Facebook (which, for me, is the bane of my existence when it comes to my infertility and m/c issues). I saw her post bragging about being a grandmother again, and I lost it

. I locked myself in the bedroom for the better part of the day, and just cried. I only unlocked the door to let DF in, and we cried together


. The next day I picked myself back up, and made myself call the SIL to congratulate her... and to accept being a godmother to another baby.
We all have those days, and we get past them. I know it's hard to be in our positions, but like NavyWife and Honeybee have seen me say before and I will say it again now, there is a reason that fate hasn't graced us with our own babies yet. I know that our times will come, and we will be better people and parents for it.
I know it doesn't help, but just remember that grandkids are a completely different relationship for people than that of a person's own child...all of the fun, none of the responsibilities and punishings

. I think that is why grandparents tend to go over the edge

and have tunnel vision when it comes to grandkids, and by proxy the parents of them. Also, you said that you haven't told your parents about your TTC-ing... but, maybe you should. I know my own family is very supportive

of me, and that can be a huge boost to your TTC moral

. Lots of

and

to you and all of us!