I was standing in line in hardware store today when this family of 4 wandered in. Mom, dad and 2 girls. On top of that mom was about 8 months pregnant. I couldnt wait to get the hell out of there. I couldnt help, but my eyes got watery. I still get this way, this infertility takes a long time to heal even after I became a parent. As I drove out of the lot, I prayed, god, if that was meant for me to have another child, please don't complicate it with severe disabling symtoms and pshychotic depression! Please don't let anything bad happen to the fetus either!
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