I have two boys.. happy healthy boys. I know I am blessed. I know I am lucky. I know I should feel guilty for feeling this way.. but I do. I can't help it. I feel the empty space that should/could/would be filled with a 5th member of our family. And every month am reminded that it aint happening.

venting.. life is a B**** and we all know it.. but today.. well today I just want to knock her down and beat her to a pulp.