For the longest time I've thought I was somewhat immune to the bad feelings surrounding IF. Not to say that I wasn't incredibly frustrated or at times depressed by my situation or knowing that IVF is pretty much our only hope. But I could still be around babies/pregnant women without batting an eye. Now I'm finding it harder. I was in Target on Saturday trying to buy a present for a friend's one year old. I had to leave the baby section after only 5 minutes b/c there were so many pregnant women there. DH kept saying "that'll be you one day" and the only thing I could think was "why can't that be me right now?" Last night we were watching Knocked Up--one of my recent favorite movies--and I started crying at the end. I really don't want to feel this way, I want to just be hopeful and excited for the future, but it's hard.
Re: It's starting to get to me...