Today a friend in real life (IRL) suggested that I stop trying, since I've had 2 losses now clearly I can't handle carrying a pregnancy anymore. This person... a man... and close family friend too. Ugh.
I'm not done, until I am done. Meaning, if the OB comes back and says I can't, or I have to have a hysterectomy... then, yes, I'm done, but if not, then it's my body, my choice, and my husbands choice.
He's a dear friend, but I so wanted to strangle him, and this at my daughter's birthday party. The more I think about it, the more steamed I'm getting. >:( At least the rest of the day was a success, and my kid is a happy new 4 year old. (technically not until Monday though) ;)
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