Another friend emailed me last night to tell me that she is 3 months pregnant. I tried to be happy for her, but I am really not because it is just another reminder that my ute hates me. She is 16 weeks today and is already 99% sure she his having a boy even though she is suppose to find out the sex in 2 weeks.
I broke down last night and cried myself to sleep. DH understands, but still thinks I need to stop "stressing and worrying" about all of this stuff. Um, easier said than done, DH! If I could I would stop "stressing and worrying".
Thanks for letting me vent. I needed to get all of this out and DH, as good as he is, just doesn't quite understand where I am coming from with all of this stuff sometimes.
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