You know I don't know much about the infertility world. I definitely thank god for that. But yesterday as I walked into the Infertility clinic I felt I do not belong here. If the women in here knew they would chase me out with knifes.
I laughed with the nurse on our way back to do my blood test because there were a few couples and with in a few feet I heard "there are a few follicles," "There might be a weird color discharge but no worries thats the dye," "Oh great your period started today. Ok the next step is," I laughed but as I was leaving It hurt to know that all the couples that I passed by were there desperately trying to have a baby. I truly felt that here I am worried about one test and these families are worried 2,3, 4 test. There whole future rest on these test. And I am worried about 1 test.
Then as I am reading other blogs of friends that also have infertility issues it just hurts knowing how many people really truly have this as a trial in their life. I just wish I could carry for all of them. Or rub my good uterus ju ju all over them. But I did read a friends blog today about how she turned it over to god and as she did she was pregnant and didn't know it. And her example had helped so many other women. I see the miracles and the love that pours out from others during this hardship. I truly have fallen in love with the fact that us women do stick together. No matter our ability to have children.