Well, we're well into the new year and I'm still pretty much in the same spot. Friends and neighbors are having kids and grandkids... bragging endlessly about the wonder of parenthood.
I stand idly on the sidelines, wishing that I got to play too. Alas, I am the eternal, proverbial benchwarmer. Part of me wants to rant and pout and scream and curse until my voice is gone. Part of me says "Shit happens, woman! Get over yourself!!"
Unfortunately, there really isn't simple or even right answer. I'm kinda riding this out as I go... and what a ride!