Thursday, September 8, 2011

Get out of my face

After two years of trying to get pregnant, I went to my first appointment with my new ObGyn to discuss options. As I walked to the little room to have my blood drawn to test my baby-making hormones, I was accosted at every turn with walls and walls of baby photos. As the nurse drew my blood, I smiled lovingly at the Hallmark of happy families in front of me, all the while Inner B* was giving the wall the middle finger.

*Inner B: My subconscious voice. She likes to speak up and tell the truth of what I'm really feeling and thinking- especially when it is not PC or the 'right' way to think.