I was supposed to be pregnant by now — well, if I got pregnant right when we started trying to conceive, I could already have a newborn by now.
Mind = boggled. Also, time goes by really quickly.
I have allowed myself the space to feel bad today, which I think is important. To allow myself to feel those (ugly) feelings of “Why me?” and “Why not me?” and “What’s the point of this?” so I can let that out for now and move on.
It can be difficult to see any positive when your plans don’t go the way that you had hoped, even more so when it’s something like getting pregnant.
In an effort to find some good things about the fact that I am not yet pregnant, I have brainstormed a few reasons why I could be happy that I am not pregnant this holiday season.
Click through to read 7 reasons to be happy I’m not pregnant this holiday season:
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