The holidays are hard enough to deal with as an infertile between getting Christmas cards with the cherubic faces of your friends' kids on them & dealing with a million family gatherings full of pregnant cousins. I really, really don't need your stupid commercials to remind me of my infertility as well.
You've undoubtedly seen the commercial I'm referring to. If not, click here to watch it, but don't say I didn't warn you.
It's the one where the mom is rocking her infant next to the Christmas tree. Her husband walks in and she says, "You're up? It's 2 a.m." He replies, "It's not just 2 a.m. It's 2 a.m. Christmas morning." Our first Christmas together as a family." Apparently I missed the memo that my husband & I are not considered to be a "real" family since we don't have a baby even after 2.5 years of trying.