Feeling Loved

I have many friends.

I cherish every one of them.

Some know of my struggles with infertility.

Even fewer know of my daily "keep your positive attitude" struggle.

A only one, to my knowledge, knows first hand the feelings that come with infertility in any way, shape, or form at all.

I'm grateful for that in two ways:

1. My friends don't have to deal with infertility (i would not wish this on anyone ever, despite what my post a week or so ago may have had you thinking)
2. The one that understands these feelings understands how I feel better than I do sometimes.

Now I must tell you all, that I'm not very good at being sentimental face to face. I don't like the crying or the awkwardness. I never have, so I'm using this here, my little blog, to let her know how greatful I am for her friendship.

Last November, after my nephew was born, I was telling her how my "people that are currently pregnant" list was empty (which in reality it wasn't but oh well), and I was glad to have a day or two before I was SURE I would start hearing new announcements.

Well a week or so later she called me to tell me she was pregnant. It was one of the most kind moments of my entire life. I knew she was calling me specifically because she cared about me and my feelings. I could tell that she felt so badly telling me, and I had made it even worse with my comment(sorry about that!). However, It is a moment cemented in my mind.

I am eternally greatful for the outpouring of love from her always, but espeically at that moment. I know I never told her thank you for being so kind and considerate, so thank you. It meant the world to me. I'm also sorry for making your feel so guilty! We are nothing but extatic for you guys! I am thrilled to have 5 of your little ones to be able to love.

Thanks for being an amazing friend, sharing your kids with us, and understanding me!

Oh, and Happy belated birthday!