So today I went to go get a Saline Treatment to get my uterus checked. Turns out I have a fibroid that takes up pretty much my entire uterus. Although the "fibroid" does not have any effect on my ovaries, my doctor told me that if I did get pregnant it wouldn't make it. There would be no possible way of a successful pregnancy. So I am actually thankful that I didn't get pregnant yet. I mean, really? I never thought I would say that. So I have to get surgery. Then after that I go back to my RE and take it from there.
On another note, my sister had her abortion. It is what it is and I am not going to dwell on it. I think it will take me a while to get over it, but she is my sister. I am supposed to support her, I guess. Do I support her? No, I dont think so. But I am just not going to EVER mention it.
Well, I have three sisters. ANOTHER one of my sisters is pregnant, again. She is 21. No job. No license. Is dating someone who I am not to fond of. She asked me if I would take it. I talked to my husband and he said no. With us trying so hard for our own child, I don't want to adopt. Not yet anyway. I want adoption to be a last option.
I don't understand why my family keeps making mistakes and then keep trying to pawning it off on me. Not like a child is a burden. It is not that childs fault. But its like they pitty me. I don't want people to feel sorry for me. I wan't people to know what I'm going through. I want them to understand that life isn't always easy. This child is going to be the biggest blessing. My miracle child. and I can not WAIT.
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