Everyone has a different story to tell. But I can't figure out why some stories don't always end up the way we want. Although some do!
A close friend of mine IRL is pregnant with #2. She and her husband tried one month for their first one. They tried one month for their second. Thankfully, I have some perspective and I know that everyone has a different journey, and I'm able to be excited for her. I'm a little jealous, but mostly just excited.
I've been pretty heartsick over hearing the news from Jen and Maybe if you Just Relax. She had twins premature and one of them passed away. I don't know any of the details, but that in itself just makes your mind fill in these awful places.
I have a small group of really good friends. However, most of them are single. These are awsome women, and I don't understand why they haven't found the right man. These ladies might look at me and think, why does Courtney get to have a husband, baby, and two dogs?
So how can I be upset at a friend getting pg when she wants it so badly. Just because it was easy for her doesn't mean she deserves me to be jealous. I can look at others and think, why did that happen to her?
What I can gather, is that everyone has a different journey. My faith affirms this belief and makes me strong. But I still don't know how I get to be so lucky. I am excited and trepediatious to see what comes in 2011!