I realized the other day that this Christmas I should have a 3 yr old, a 2 yr old, a 1yr old, and a 3 month old. Instead, I'm sitting here with a broken heart and empty arms. There isn't a single gift under my tree. There's no point. We don't have anyone at home to celebrate with. (DH and I can't afford to get each other gifts because of the fertility treatments.) I hate this. Instead of watching my kids experience Christmas, I will be sitting watching my unplanned niece open her gifts from Santa. Don't get me wrong, I love my niece but I'm jealous. My sister was no where near an appropriate point in her life to start a family. She did not take care of herself during her pregnancy and even stayed with the baby's abusive father for the duration of the pregnancy.