I walked through the baby section.
At first, as I walked through I felt sad because I just kept thinking about how badly I wanted to buy things from this section for myself and my baby.
And then I remembered... Oh yeah. I'm pregnant!
As I continued on through I really felt like an intruder. I felt like I was in trespassing and about to eat the forbidden fruit. I found myself glancing over my shoulder waiting for someone to tell me to get out because I obviously was not a mommy and not allowed. I felt like an intruder.
I reached out and was about to buy myself a plain pack of white onesies (gender neutral people) and I couldn't do it. I felt like I didn't deserve to buy something like that yet.
courtesy of google images
This pregnancy has not sunk in yet (despite the rapidly increasing morning sickness).
I don't feel like I belong in the pregnancy club.
But I don't feel like I belong in the infertility club either, anymore.
I feel like I am in a bit of a no man's land and I am hoping I find where I fit soon.
