So my husband is a farmer, and he is very busy this time of year planting. We have been ttc for 1 year and 3 months. It feels like everyone around us is pregnant. I’m in my tww after my third round of clomid. I’ve found myself VERY emotional the past few months every time I hear of someone else we know becoming pregnant. We’re happy for them, but at the same time(lets be honest here) EXTREMELY jealous! Being that he is on the tractor for 12 hours a day, he listens to the radio all day. Today he sent me this song:

Bottle by My Bed https://g.co/kgs/io3goq

He was really trying to be sweet by making me feel like we’re not alone, but boy did I lose it. I sobbed. It really got me. I have never felt so deeply while listening to a song. Here are the lyrics, but it’s definitely worth looking it up. I’m just glad he had me look it up while I was home in my pjs before I heard it on the radio.

*these are not my lyrics*

All my friends are raising babies

I'm still raising cane

They must think because I've waited that I don't want the same

Their days are spent changing diapers

They think mine are so exciting

Running off to where the lights are so much brighter

It's an empty room at the top of the stairs

Watching the evening news with a couple of beers

I only call my husband baby cause I love the word

Never wanted something so bad that it hurts

Even give up these damned ol' cigarettes

If I could have a bottle by my bed

Only bed time story is a 'People' magazine

I'd rather be in a carpool line than this big cold limousine

I'd trade every pair of high heel shoes for a highchair in the dining room

Don't even know you yet, but I know I love you

It's an empty room at the top of the stairs

Watching the evening news with a couple of beers

I only call my husband baby cause I love the word

Never wanted something so bad that it hurts

Even give up these damnes ol' cigarettes

If I could have a bottle by my bed

We wait

We wait

It'll be our turn someday

Spend a lot of afternoons daydreaming 'bout you

Right now our mortgage is the only thing that's due

It's an empty room at the top of the stairs

Watching the evening news with a couple of beers

I only call my husband baby cause I love that word

Never wanted something so bad that it hurts

Even give up these damned ol' cigarettes

If I could have a bottle by my bed

Bottle by my bed

We wait

Songwriters: Lori Mckenna / Sunny Sweeney

Bottle by My Bed lyrics © Hoodie Songs, SONGS OF UNIVERSAL INC.