In laws - love them... in small quantities... joke about them living on the compound as they all live really close together. So we go to dinner and fortunately it was just my MIL and FIL and us and the dogs. They had a few questions about the ectopic and they were polite... but... (there's always a but isn't there when dealing with in laws) a cousin is pregnant... I of course held my tongue (by biting it bloody). It's not that I'm not happy for them... I am on some level - however I would be happier if - they a) took care of the kids they have, b) cared about the children that they have and realized how precious they are, c) worked... and lets not forget that after the last child a year ago her doctor told her not to have anymore... Oh and when we finally leave as we drove past the cousin who's pregnant's house... Poor hubby goes "God definitely has a sense of humor."
Okay so now I'm done venting... I think... my in laws mean well and I always remind myself of that... they love my husband...and they even love me and our 3 puppy dogs... so I have that to be thankful for... that and dairy queen. DQ is on the way home from their house so since we were both in a crappy mood after hearing that news we had to have ice cream to feel better. Hell I wanted a shot of tequila...
Fortunately I know that most that will read this blog will understand when I say that I don't wish a miscarriage, ectopic pregnancy, or even anything to go wrong with hubby's cousin's pregnancy... I don't begrudge them their happiness... I just wish that my mil would not have gone from asking me if I was well to telling me about this new pregnancy... it just was bad timing... there's 9 months - tell me in month 3 rather than immediately. Oh well...
So here's hoping that all of us get huge BFP's that stick and have a happy and healthy 9 months... I think all of us on this ttc roller coaster deserve it.
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