Yes. Those are donuts. In my car. In a convenient easy reach package.
Because today? God. damn.
If I get one more fricking email about this stupid project that amounts to nothing, that absolutely refuses to go right, that takes over and derails my entire day…
If I lose one more day to this tiny-ass roadblock on which no one is capable of helping me out or make a decision or even RESPOND within three fricking days…
If I get passed off to one more random person to loop in and keep track of on this ever-expanding list of project ‘participants’…
If one more woman tells me “I have some news…I’m PREGNANT!! Isn’t it GREAT?!”…
If I have one more person tell me about this woman they know who just delivered via IVF and it made them think of me….
If I have one more acquantance/stranger offer me their uterus or suggest some dumb ass infertility miracle like say, ACUPUNTURE…(A real, live, serious person told me this would solve ALL my problems. Do we LIVE IN THE MATRIX?! I. DON’T. THINK. SO.)
If I have to hear one more time how wonderfully beautiful and GLOWING my pregnant sister, oh no wait, my preganant sister-in-law, or no wait, my pregnant sister’s friend’s wife is…
I’m going to stab myself in the eye with a pair of large, rusty scissors.
So I’m going to sit right here and eat this entire box of perfect, round chocolate covered bites of escapism while watching the Work Out marathon and living vicariously through other people who can kick some ASS.
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Ummm you can’t have my uterus.. but I’d love to come up and share some doughnuts… there are some to die for ones at Costco.. but way too many to buy for myself to indulge
Love you!
This is why I love you guys.
DONUTS FOR EVERYBODY!!
Hang in there Jules. Here’s the truth about pregnancy that everyone loves to hide: pregancy makes you puke, messes with your bowels in embarrassing ways, and makes you moderately crazy . . . and because you are pregnant all you can take is a tylenol. Just think about the glowing IFV people with all THOSE problems! Donuts are way better than all that.
hang in there, my friend. in the absence of a much-needed hug, eat one of those little donut babies for me… xoxoxo