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Wednesday, February 22, 2006
You Know What I Want?

*WARNING* I am a mess tonight...depressed and crying...so you can either skip this and read..your choice!

You know what I want? I want to go back to the first week of our marriage. Why you ask? Because during our first week we were married everything was perfect. No bills, no responsibilities..nothing. I didn't have high blood pressure or diabetes. Mr. didn't have high blood pressure or high cholesterol. We were both 30-50 lbs lighter. We were happy. We didn't want children at that time. I had no idea what PCOS was. I never knew what it felt like to hear the dr. to say you were pregnant. I never knew what it felt like to go through a miscarriage..twice. I didn't know we would ever argue.

Through the 4 years we have been together has been really rough. We have gone through alot of things together and I guess that means alot. No, I KNOW that means alot. Mr. is my best friend...someone I can always count on. Of course, I wonder did he know what he was getting into? Did he know I was going to be sick? Did he know I would never have his children? Did he know we would be having sick parents? Sometimes I feel he should just walk away and never look back at all our troubles. I wish things were different.

I know people tell me that you have to deal with what you care given. But why was I given this? What did I do? As I sit here tonight, I can't hear in one ear, hormones are all over the place, glucose levels are going bonkers and all I can do is cry.


All he can do is rub my back and let me cry and tell me he could have never picked a better friend.

link | posted by Mrs. TSB at 11:21 PM

Anonymous Tasha had this to say:

I know what you are going through. I say those same things. And i know i may not have the right words, but Im here. as were there for me. It's my turn to help you ((((((HUGS))))))

ttc w/PCOS

2:00 AM 

Anonymous Anonymous had this to say:

tash earl`s mum annette, sorry to hear you are having a few problems, think positive and i am fairly sure that you can over come them (it might take a little while), and i`m sure you and your husand can get through anything, GOOD LUCK with everything

2:41 AM 

Blogger ZootsMom had this to say:

Well, Im not an authoritiy on anything but if I was you, I'd keep reading that last sentence over an over again....I'd still be married if I could have said that to myself....Really Hang in there hon,., you've had a rough week+

6:01 AM 

Blogger Laura had this to say:

But.....the fact is you are partners....you both deal with your problems and issues as they come up. Thats what having a partner is about. Taking the good and the bad. And obviously - he loves you!!!! And I know you love him.
Together you will get thru everything......

3:17 PM 

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