Ready to pull my hair out!

Ok, so I apologize in advance. This is going to be a pity-party post. My week had been going pretty well until the wedding shower at school a couple of days ago. I'm sure you're thinking why would you care about a wedding shower, you're past that. Well, let's just say I'm sure it will soon be followed by a baby shower...shotgun weddings typically are. I feel a little catty even posting this, but it's really frustrated the crap out of me lately! Stupid people and their oops babies! What does a girl have to do to get knocked up around here?!?!?! I've been drinking the water at school like it's my job. It's worked for literally EVERYONE else in my building. And I have to say, I'm really freakin sick of everyone else's babies!

I've done really well with staying positive and thinking good thoughts since we officially decided to start IVF. I do think it's our best shot, and I am incredibly hopeful that it will work on the first try, but stuff like this derails the positive thoughts. Things like this make me want to crawl into bed and never come out.

I know one day we will understand the reason for our struggles. I'm sure there is a lesson to learn in it somewhere, but right now, I feel like I've endured more than my fair share. I'm ready for a break in the disappointment and frustration. Maybe the Lord has more faith in me than I have in myself. I'm just not sure how much more I can take before I lose it entirely.