Update: The mandatory downer post

I am still struggling with The Loss and The Trying. It is hard to want something so bad but know that there is nothing you can do about it. I can’t study harder, practice more, or work faster. For now, there is nothing I can do but wait. It’s hard. It’s hard to wait each month, pray hard, but ultimately be disappointed that my body has failed me yet again. It’s hard to watch each month as friends experience the joys of pregnancy, especially those due around when I should have been, knowing that I should be experiencing those milestones along with them. It’s just plain hard. Women are supposed to have babies. And so far, I can’t. Last month was the worst—I got my official “no baby” notification on my freakin BIRTHDAY. And now for April, if it didn’t work this month, then I will not be a mother in 2011. I am dangerously close to not being a mother before I am 30. And I know these are arbitrary time frames, and the big picture is that who cares WHEN I do, just as long as I do. It still hard to see dreams you had for yourself slipping away a little more each month.

I’ve never been a wholly optimistic person to begin with, so adding trials like this does not do good things for my emotional health. I just can’t get myself to a place where I feel like “it will happen.” How early is too early to resign yourself to the fact that it will probably require expensive treatments to have a baby? And how do you become O.K. with being, essentially, a broken woman?

I promise the next post will be an upper--I got a new camera, so I'll share my day in pictures!