hope. noun - a feeling of expectation and desire for a particular thing to happen. When struggling with anything in life, we need something to keep us going and for me and my personal struggle it is the weeks of hope that precede a period. I have noticed a pattern emerging in the times I feel compelled to sit down and spill my heart out over this blog and it has invariably been the times when I have my period, or have felt it coming on. I have realised this and think it is important to note that I do not live in a ball of depression all month long; I don't spend my days or weeks rocking back and forth in the foetal position awaiting the day that the fetus is inside of me. That is not to say that when my period goes, so does the idea of having a baby, far from it. During these weeks I can live in the blissful hope that this will be the month. As the pains fade and the bleeding subsides (sorry for the visuals, but we all know what we're here for!), I move past the he...
The ramblings of a (potentially) infertile woman who is teetring on the wrong side of chubby. #notpregnantjustfat