please someone tell me....
why oh why oh why...
yesterday when i called bff for our usual morning chat she asked us to go to the pumpkin patch with them. i thought ok, that might be fun. told her i would call her after i ran my errands.
i thought about it and decided i didn't think it was for me.
but then after my errands i stopped at bff's house to see her for a few minutes and to hang out with her son before they went to the pumpkin patch.... (it's the best part about them living down the street... i get to see their little man whenever i want. i am obsessed with him :D, his name is Bubba, he is 1.) so i was hanging out with Bubba, who was for some reason extra cute yesterday, and then the peer pressure kicked in. i decided to go, and luckily DH said he would go too :D
as soon as i got out of the car i thought, uh oh, not a great idea. it was like an infertile's nightmare. happy family's everywhere, little areas set up everywhere for photo op's, babies everywhere. it's like the quintessential fall family photo.
i was ok for a little bit. i took Bubba into the pumpkin patch and i took photos. it was good. but after that i was done. it was too much. we had to leave. i was happy we had taken our own car, but we were there with 2 other couples, i felt like such a douche, but i just had to go. i told BFF i was leaving, and we were out.
DH was beside himself. he was frustrated with me, and we argued in the car on the way home. i didn't even care about the arguing. as soon as we were out of there the tightness in my chest was gone. i was better.
note to self: no more pumpkin patches until we have a baby.