Some Day...

Some days I sit in the room that will one day become our babies room the one that looks exactly like this:

Some days I look at that special room and think of the hope we have for a baby to one day play and laugh and cry within these walls. And some days I just sit and cry in that special little room for the baby we lost, looking through all the little baby things we already have waiting in that little white cupboard in the middle of the room. Some day, one day this room will finally be painted and decked out for our precious miracle. Today is not some day. Today this is exactly what that little room looks like, taped up, ready for a make over. Something I really want to do before getting pregnant again. But some days, like today I hesitate. I think what is the point it could be years still before we are actually blessed with a child. Someday maybe infertility wont sting quiet as bad as it does today. Some day!