When I awoke in the recovery room after the implantation, the first thing I saw was a cliché, cutesy Anne Geddes print of a baby in a watermelon. For most, this photo encourages simple, passing thoughts like, Oh, what a cute baby!
For me, this photo is a reminder of the one thing I want most in life, the one thing that eludes me. And now, lying in bed at the fertility clinic, it makes me think of all the crazy meds I have put in my body, the friends baby showers I have bailed on, and the pain in my heart. In short, the print makes me angry. I think, Whoever decorated this room should be more sensitivewomen battling infertility dont want to see pictures of babies all around them. And then I get angry for being angry at a time when I so badly need to be calm.