On the first day of Christmas, my body gave to me
A traumatizing D&C
On the second day of Christmas, my body gave to me
Two years of trying, and a traumatizing D&C
On the third day of Christmas, my body gave to me
Three miscarriages, two years of trying, and a traumatizing D&C
On the fourth day of Christmas, my body gave to me
Four cycles a year, three miscarriages, two years of trying, and a traumatizing D&C
On the fifth day of Christmas, my body gave to me
Five sleepless nights, four cycles a year, three miscarriages, two years of trying, and a traumatizing D&C
On the sixth day of Christmas, my body gave to me
Six mental breakdowns, five sleepless nights, four cycles a year, three miscarriages, two years of trying, and a traumatizing D&C
On the seventh day of Christmas, my body gave to me
Seven hours in hospital, six mental breakdowns, five sleepless nights, four cycles a year, three miscarriages, two years of trying, and a traumatizing D&C
On the eigth day of Christmas, my body gave to me
Eight vaginal ultrasounds, seven hours in hospital, six mental breakdowns, five sleepless nights, four cycles a year, three miscarriages, two years of trying, and a traumatizing D&C
On the ninth day of Christmas, my body gave to me
Nine months of emptiness, eight vaginal ultrasounds, seven hours in hospital, six mental breakdowns, five sleepless nights, four cycles a year, three miscarriages, two years of trying, and a traumatizing D&C
On the tenth day of Christmas, my body gave to me
Ten pounds of belly fat, nine months of emptiness, eight vaginal ultrasounds, seven hours in hospital, six mental breakdowns, five sleepless nights, four cycles a year, three miscarriages, two years of trying, and a traumatizing D&C
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my body gave to me
Eleven fits of rage, ten pounds of belly fat, nine months of emptiness, eight vaginal ultrasounds, seven hours in hospital, six mental breakdowns, five sleepless nights, four cycles a year, three miscarriages, two years of trying, and a traumatizing D&C
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my body gave to me
Twelve blood draws, eleven fits of rage, ten pounds of belly fat, nine months of emptiness, eight vaginal ultrasounds, seven hours in hospital, six mental breakdowns, five sleepless nights, four cycles a year, three miscarriages, two years of trying, and a traumatizing D&C
Love it.....funny in a messed-up kind of way. *HUGS* Come check out my new blog so we don't lose touch???
ReplyDeleteThanks for the laugh!
ReplyDeleteYou've had such a tough year! I am so sorry and I am sure you are quite frustrated. I hope you are able to find success and answers soon!
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I'm not sure if I want to laugh or cry. I'm so sorry for all of your losses and for how difficult these past few years must have been.
ReplyDeletewow, i enjoyed that post, as much as we are hurting it can sometimes be helpful to find a little humor in our struggles...hi from ICLW
ReplyDeleteHi from ICLW!
ReplyDeleteLove the song! Sometimes when life gives us lemons we need to make lemonade! Even if it is a parody of a popular xmas tune that mocks your own life!
Hoping the holidays are as painless as can be!
Love it! As a music teacher I love making a new words to songs.
ReplyDeleteHappy ICLW!