Infertility and the quest for a family
Oh you hit her. Obviously. Tell her how fat she's going to get. Then you burst into tears and tell her you'll never speak to her again. That work?
thanks, I'll take it under advisement. :DI have to say that is the first time I have smiled since I got the news.
How about scribbling mustaches on all the pictures you have of her? If you'd like to meet up for coffee sometime I can help :-)Crap like this is so totally unfair. I am so sorry that you are having to deal with this on top of everything else.
This calls for floor cake. Or really really large quantities of fudge. Topped off by a nice big jug of wine. And, when the hangover wears off, a long, relaxing massage.I'm so sorry you are hurting.
Come sit with me. I don't have any energy for any of the other stuff, but I'll have a good cry with you.
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