I was in the grocery store on Monday night and the FIRST person I saw was this adorable little Asian woman who was about 7 months pregnant. Of course, who am I to guess how far along someone is. I'm only 4 months and look about 10. Either way, in that moment, I realized that there is something special about seeing a pregnant mommy and not feeling sorry for yourself because it's not you. I felt so blessed in that moment to have this baby growing inside of me. Even if I want to throw up every day and I have no energy. I am still SO happy to have another baby and to give my daughter a sibling.
Then, my heart hurt thinking about my friends who haven't experienced this but want to so badly. Infertility is a sad reality for so many people and that makes me sad. I pray for my friends and hope their babies come soon.