It took until today for it to actually sink in that since we hit the 12 month mark of TTC I am officially in the "infertile" club. Boy does it suck. Then it occurred to me that although I've been sharing my trials and tribulations with my family throughout the year, I'm pretty sure the hubs' parents are clueless as to what we're going through. So I emailed him suggesting that we or he talk to them about it. If only to ensure that we don't get any more comments from them like, "just relax and it will happen," or, "you're not gardening enough." But seriously, I would like them to be a little involved, and maybe be able to count on them for some support too. Or at the very least just for a little understanding.
I hope they are able to understand that it is really hard for us right now. I was thinking about getting them some information about infertility so I checked out resolve.org's website for the first time ever this afternoon. It just hit the nail so perfectly on the head that I was choking back tears at work. Although, who am I kidding, for the past several weeks I tear up at the drop of a hat! It's starting to get ridiculous - you know that Carrie Underwood song "All American Girl?" Yeah. It made me weepy on the way to work the other day. How embarrassing is that?
Okay I'm going to try to stop feeling sorry for myself now. Atticus wants some attention!