Well, it's not a slow riser...
I freaking hate all of this.
I'm so angry; at myself, for being excited and thinking that we were actually going to have a baby, and at God, for letting me suffer through 9 losses and 3.5 years of stress on myself and my marriage.
I don't know what I'm supposed to do with my life now. All I've ever wanted was to be a Mother, and if I can't do that, what am I supposed to do?
How am I supposed to live the rest of my life watching everyone around me fall pregnant, and raise a family while all I can do is watch and wonder what it would be like to be them!
What am I supposed to say as I alienate my friends and family members because I can't stand to watch them be pregnant and prepare to expand their families?
How is this fair?
I've done nothing in my life to deserve this kind of hurt.
I'm a nice person, I genuinely care and want to help others. I waited until I was married and that our marriage was secure and debt free to try for a baby...I mean, that's THE WHOLE REASON WE GOT MARRIED...was to start a family. What am I supposed to do now?
How are we going to spend the rest of our lives together, alone. Staring at each other and secretly blaming the other person for all of our loss.
How do you fill that whole where your children are supposed to be?
What did I do to deserve this?
https://i50.tinypic.com/acwl0x.jpg
https://i47.tinypic.com/117y14j.jpg
https://i49.tinypic.com/2lizax0.jpg
https://i50.tinypic.com/2hx38rn.jpg