We had another bad month with no good results. If anything, I felt like I was being toyed with because my period was three days late. We're all scheduled to do the basting again this month, but Kendall still has to work out some time off to go.
So my sister-in-law's due date is rapidly approaching. And I was laying in bed tonight thinking about it. And I'm starting to get nervous. Because I'm absolutely terrified that I'm going to hold that little baby in my arms and fall apart. Of course I'm going to love it, and be excited, but I'm so scared that my own anger and jealousy are going to be felt on such a special day. And it's going to be so hard to hide those feelings. Because it just feels so unfair that God won't bless us with a baby.
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