So today I went to the hairdressers to get my hair cut, my hairdresser knows about our fertility journey or some of it. Today she broke the news that she was pregnant, I managed to put a brave face on untill she said I remember what your going threw and you don't have to put a brave face on and pretend, well that was it the water works opened siiiggghh made worse by feeling such a fool and a right cow ☹. She was lovely though she just kept washing my hair and gave me a tissue . I feel so guilty now for getting so upset, I'm going to get her a little card and stick it threw the hairdressers door for her just apologising and congratulating her.
Why is this journey so tough last time I went to hairdressers id just gone through a miscarriage ( she doesn't know that). Life just seem to like to bitch slap us in the face