One woman doing her part to break the silence that surrounds infertility.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
I realized something tonight that feels really pathetic. My absolute highest hope for the next month is that my next proof of failure comes on Christmas. I have got no hope at all that I'll have anything other than failure, so the best that I can hope for is that my proof of failure (maybe I should start abbreviating that POF instead of one of the more common abbreviations) comes early enough that it doesn't completely mess with my trip to Atlanta.