So May pretty much sucked completely. Miscarriage, family stuff, everything. I was so happy when June arrived, a clean slate.
But it didn't start off so easily. Yesterday two small pieces of news felt like punches in the stomach: first, a former co-worker -- someone who could easily be described as the least maternal person on the planet -- had a baby. Second, I overheard another co-worker telling people his wife is pregnant. Her due date? Same as mine would have been. I had to go into the bathroom and breathe deeply to ensure I would remain composed.
Frankly, things have gone so awfully lately that it wouldn't surprise me in the least if the news Tuesday at my pathology appointment was the worst kind.
I sure am making a lot of solo dinner reservations lately under the name "bitter."
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That's got to have hurt. Don't book that table for one though - we'd love to join you, and I'm sure we're not the only bitter sisters wanting a reservation.
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