tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143382567793825010.post4429026456917827100..comments2021-08-05T14:31:23.100-04:00Comments on Oh, Baby, Where Art Thou?: Ghosts from Past LivesLet It Behttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14979984095394559563noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143382567793825010.post-56837587665817950712008-01-27T22:40:00.000-05:002008-01-27T22:40:00.000-05:00Once again, I totally understand where you are com...Once again, I totally understand where you are coming from. I, too, was the honor student, class president, prom queen, great athelete, and got the post graduate degree and amazing job. I seemed to have it all, but spent all my spare time eating and puking to make it all go away. I did go to my 10 year and it was fine. I know that so many of them think that I probably deserve something like infertility because they only saw all the "good" parts of my life. Sorry for the rant. I really just wanted to say that I understand. Hugs.Lost in Spacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07027117135940864685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143382567793825010.post-87698005284137321312008-01-16T14:55:00.000-05:002008-01-16T14:55:00.000-05:00I wish the pain would go away one day. I am still ...I wish the pain would go away one day. I am still waiting for this day. I talked to a highschool friend last night. She is pregnant with her second child, while I have nothing to show except two miscarriages and the beginning of an adoption.Yokahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05252039848521013049noreply@blogger.com