Well as I sit trying to collaborate my thoughts I feel a sense of mix emotions surpass me…  For I want so much to see the face of my beautiful child but am experiencing the cruel injustice of infertility.  I always felt as though I was the unlucky one growing up.  Minor mishaps like always getting the squeaky wheel shopping cart to being the first and only to fall victim to psoriasis; I feel like life target of life unpleasantry.  I hate feeling this way but how else should I feel?  No one knows how to wear sorrow so they just put it on because at the end of the day it really does not matter.  This is a post for the “I feel hopeful just not confident” people such as I myself who needs an outlet for true expression without reproach from the ones around you.  Let us share, cry, laugh, and hope together as we journey down this long hard road to MOTHERHOOD.