I'll Never Forget

I just got home from dropping some lunch off for Drew and I saw the most blood-boiling thing on my way home.  I was stopped at a red light and a small red car pulled up next to me.  I heard a lot of noise coming from it, so I looked over.  In the car was a woman driving, a young boy sitting in the front seat, and four small children in the back seat.  The youngest was maybe three.

So, what's the big deal, you ask?  The youngest child, the maybe three year old, WAS NOT BUCKLED AT ALL!!!  No seat belt, and certainly no car seat.  Honestly, I really have no clue if any of the children in the backseat were bucked at all, but I'm fairly certain that at least two of them should have been in some sort of car seat.  The youngest caught my eye because she was crawling all around the backseat and trying to get into the front.

I try really, really hard not to judge parents, because everybody parents different.  But y'all, when I see a parent doing something that really shows that they don't give a rat's ass about the safety of their children, I judge.  And I judge hard.  It really took every ounce of strength in my body to not roll down my window even further and yell at that woman.

Seeing things like that, people who don't care enough about their children to provide them with a safe environment, is why I get so angry that I, and many other women, go through infertility.  I get so angry with myself, those careless people, and God that I had to spend thousands and thousands of dollars to get a child that I yearned to badly for, while those people reproduce like it's nothing.  While I'm sure they love their children, they don't understand the devastation of going through treatment after treatment and wondering if they will ever get to bring home a baby.  They don't understand the devastation of losing a baby.  They don't understand that I would do anything, ANYTHING, to provide my child the best and safest environment possible.

I'm one of the women who know how fragile how life is.  I'm one of the women who know what a miracle a child is.  I may have my take home baby, but I will never forget the sting of infertility.  I'll never forget the fight that I went through to have my baby.