tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5645364053165003085.post1690434128527642261..comments2012-10-08T12:43:52.672-05:00Comments on Spinning Plates: Take your anti-depressant of choice before readingSpinnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01107159762726039810noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5645364053165003085.post-3383900712164431342010-02-24T08:55:29.671-06:002010-02-24T08:55:29.671-06:00Oh, sweety, I'm so sorry you're sad. Life ...Oh, sweety, I'm so sorry you're sad. Life just bites sometimes and especially this winter which appears to be the beginning of the next ice age. I think you've got the winter blues, dear, along with PMS and no bun in the oven. You can fight the winter blues!! No matter how much you really, really, really don't want to - go exercise! Take your husband and the dogs and go for like a 2 mile walk. Of better yet, try to jog. The pounding helps create more endorphins for me. I'll write you an email with other tips. <br /><br />Mike McCrady, a friend of ours, was adopted and didn't meet his biological mother until he was 18. He is a successful, happy newly wed who is a politico like my hubby. <br /><br />Lisa here at work has two adopted children and they seem to be regular children with no major, counseling-needed type problems. Their big problems are allergies (whoopty) and remembering to study for their history test.His Wifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04829731701680891830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5645364053165003085.post-35349829798197672652010-02-23T23:39:00.745-06:002010-02-23T23:39:00.745-06:00You can be a big ball of sadness and self-pity if ...You can be a big ball of sadness and self-pity if you need to, we'll love you anyway. Just be yourself. I feel sad as well. I want you to be a mother so badly. But you can be a mother through pregnancy or adoption. Either way, you would be a mom. A really great mom, to a child who would be lucky to have you.<br /><br />My best friend from college was adopted. She is honestly the healthiest, happiest person I've ever met. When I met her family it was the first time I realized that there is such a thing as a happy family. It changed my life. I recently wrote to her mother to thank her, because they had such an impact on my life. The funny thing is, I never knew she was adopted until a few months ago. It just never came up. And we've been friends for 13 years.Tarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17837223607458465432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5645364053165003085.post-89838496261916680002010-02-23T19:57:17.851-06:002010-02-23T19:57:17.851-06:00You don't have to apologize for how you feel.....You don't have to apologize for how you feel...and you don't have to promise to be happy in your next post. So my issue isn't fertility anymore. It was once, though. But I have other issues today....lots and lots of issues as a matter of fact.<br /><br />And I totally get the pity and self loathing. I have been there. I wish I could give you words of encouragement or make you promises, but I can't. I can tell you I have known lots of adopted kids who are adults now and are perfectly normal. Well, at least they don't have any more issues than you and I do.<br /><br />love to you, my dear...noellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13587354790255284059noreply@blogger.com