Yeah, you knew I wouldn’t get far without posting again.
I picked up my copy of “The Conception Chronicles” again tonight and a couple things in the book got me to thinking.
Do you ever feel as though your treatment center/doctors/nurses are judging you?
(Yes, you can file this under the “she’s gone batshit crazy paranoid again,” but I’m for reals here)
As though maybe if you did a better job of looking the motherly part they might just try a little harder for you? Be a bit more careful with the follicle measurements?
It reminds me of that episode of “ER” where they have to try and save a drunk driver’s life even though the family he hit is dying in the room next door.
Maybe they would work harder to get me pregnant if they thought I was a good candidate for parenthood?
I know, this is what I get for blogging at 1 a.m. Good night and a happy and kosher Pesach to you if it’s your thing.