Tired

I'm tired. Tired of waiting, tired of timing, tired of temperature-taking, tired of scheduling, tired of hoping. This whole thing is exhausting.

I'm tired. Tired of cramping, tired of bleeding, tired of trying, tired of hoping, tired of crying.

I'm tired. Tired of being gracious in the face of probing questions. I'm tired of coming up with socially-acceptable excuses. I'm tired of baby showers and pacifiers. I'm tired of this big house that swallows us whole.

I'm tired. Tired of baby talk, tired of being everyone's infertile friend, tired of always being on the outside.

I'm tired of the longing. I'm tired of the pain. I'm tired of this roller coaster we can't seem to escape.

I'm just so very tired.