Another failed month is behind us. Another "you're not the winner."
Another single line on the wasted test.
Another month of biting my lip to keep it all in.
Another month of all the uglies.... the jealousy, bitterness and moodiness.
But still, somewhere there's that stubborn hope that says next month will be better. The hope that makes me swallow the meds, schedule to appointments and keep on riding this merry go round.
Our 2 year mark is coming up. We received an invitation to a memorial service at the hospital where I had the D&C. Social media was flooded with adorable kids on Easter. Those things give ya a good ole shakeup....but Spring is creeping in, the trees are budding and things are turning green so I'm reminded God can take dreary and make it new again..... So it's time for another try....maybe this will be the month.
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