The day i had been dreading and trying to avoid came today my not so nice SIL spotted me at the shop's i tried to look like i hadn't seen her but she spotted me and made a bee line straight for me i havn't seen or spoken to her since i lost abbi and she was a b##ch to my mum she invited me to her baby shower and just went on about how she has had enough and just want's the baby out and she's sick of being sick and she has a list of what she want's people to buy for the baby shower and blah blah blah all about poor her i just said don't be offended but i wont come to the baby shower as i don't think i will cope to well and i need to be as stress free as possible for our IVF and she said it's been 5 mth's now isn't it time you moved on maybe it will do you good to come and be around some pregnant women to help you get over it i saw red and said i don't now if it's just hormone's or you are just plain f##ked in the head i said when you have your baby in 8 week's and you are holding it in your arm's imagine it is dead and you have to organise it's funeral and cremation than you tell me how long i should take to get over it i stormed off rang my mum and told her i will never go to a family avent while she is there what a cow she has shown my family her true colour's now my poor step brother married to it
Sorry to winge all about me.