No Fits

Most of you know that Mike and I are going through fertility treatments, but I don't really talk about it too much on here. It's not at all that I mind sharing. If you know me well enough, you know I'll tell anyone just about anything. I guess it's mostly that although infertility is a big part of my life right now, I am determined to not make it my whole life. I know that some people (hi mom!) wonder how I am handling it all, and frankly, I would say pretty well. I hear stories about people who say it was just the absolute worst and that they cried and cried and cried...and cried some more.

Well, it is the hardest thing I have ever been through. And sometimes I do want to cry. Sometimes I do cry. But as time goes on, I don't really feel the need anymore. Sometimes treatments don't work. Sometimes treatments make me not feel so hot. My friends are getting pregnant, having babies, getting pregnant again. But so what? Is the world supposed to stop because I can't have a baby? Not only would it be incredibly selfish of me to wish it would, but I wouldn't have any cute babies to play with while I wait for my own!

So, every day I tell myself the same thing I tell my kids at school "You Get What You Get, and You Don't Throw a Fit." I have talked about it before, but who am I to tell God that now is the time for me to have a baby? I want one, sure, but through this time I have definitely learned what it means to wait on His timing! So, I'll take what I get...no fits here (well...at least most of the time).