Bring on the barfing.

I never would have thought we'd be five months into this and still not pregnant. I was totally expecting to be like my sister-in-law, who was pregnant month one. Or like one of my three friends who were also all pregnant the very month they began trying. And then there are the two friends I have who became pregnant WITHOUT EVEN TRYING. Of course, I also have a friend who tried for 13 months, and another friend who tried for nine before finally getting pregnant. (Yes, ALL my friends are having babies.) And truth be told, it has only been five months. I've recently connected on Twitter with a few who have been trying for years. And I can only imagine how frustrating and disappointing that must be. So I realize, I have little room to whine at this point in the journey.

What I know is this -- when I do get pregnant, because I WILL be pregnant one day, I am going to try very hard not to complain about whatever pregnancy symptoms I experience. Because I know that there will be others out there who are still trying and thinking, "ENOUGH about being tired, I would give ANYTHING to be tired if it meant I were having a baby." I know they will say this because this is exactly what I think when I hear pregnant ladies complaining.

Don't get me wrong, I do love my pregnant friends and their babies. And I appreciate that being pregnant is not the most comfortable condition to be in. And no, I have not been there, so I don't know what it's really like. But I do know that the day I feel like barfing at the smell of peanut butter, will be the day I fall to my knees and thank the Lord for blessing me with a baby.