IF and the City

I used to feel sad when I watched the episodes with Charlotte failing over and over again while trying to get pregnant. Little did I know that my own attempts would lead me on the same sad journey. We've now passed 4 years in the trenches. 6 failed IVF/ICSI cycles = nothing. Time for something new - donor eggs. Success at last. Now for round 2.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Mumble .. mumble ...

So now there are three in my mother's group who are officially pregnant. All safely passed the first trimester. Bated breath for those waiting to announce. It seems 1st birthday's were the signal to have another.

The other day in the park, the conversation strayed into the now oh-so-boring mandatory mutterings about the global financial crisis or the GFC as its become [sarcastically] known in our home.

Several people murmering about job losses, budget cuts, bleak futures. One who works for the so-called 'millionaires club' (pregnant) bemoaning what a crap outlook there was for the coming year.

'I think you can pretty much write off the whole of this year'
'Yeah 2009 is going to be pretty miserable' agreed the other

'Well its not going to be that miserable' I said 'you're having a baby!'
'Yeah!' said someone else ...
'Well that's not going to be that great ... the first six months are going to be awful'

What can you say?

Some people have only ever known what its like to have ALL their dreams come true.


At January 21, 2009 9:14 am , Blogger Peeveme said...

The poor dears with the having children whenever and however they want. I don't know how they can manage all that luck and joy?

At January 22, 2009 6:45 am , Blogger Lut C. said...

Some people, indeed.

At February 17, 2009 12:33 am , Blogger Thalia said...

yes, some people indeed. Where have you got to with your decision-making?


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