Babies EVERYWHERE.

Many of you may not  know this, but I manage a consignment boutique. I love my job; it's amazing! But I have to say... seeing all these babies and pregnant women day after day is getting to me. And the baby clothes! OMG. Baby stuff everywhere! I love the kids that come in, they're so cute, and the pregnant women are so excited it's hard not to be excited with them. 

But it's hard. 

I feel like the world's laughing at me and continuously tapping me on the shoulder saying, "Haha! You wish!"

The other day I found myself Googling maternity clothes online and daydreaming about what I'd look like in them.

Last night I had a dream that friend after friend was getting pregnant and I went on a crazy rampage cursing everyone and everything.

I don't know. Today was just a hard day I guess. Tomorrow I might be fine, and Friday I could get pregnant.

I think that's the hardest part of this PCOS nonsense. The unknown. Not having a clue if it will take me 6 months to get pregnant or 6 years.

“It never ceases to amaze me when God wants to take someone to the next level in their life and they let fear of the unknown rob them of tremendous blessings. I think there are two common problems with Christians- They are scared to death of being truly free and of God's overwhelming love.” 
― R. Alan Woods, The Journey Is the Destination: A Book of Quotes With Commentaries

That's all I've got today. I have nothing else to say.