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We had girls night last night.  It started off with Mexican food and then we saw 

Wh*t to Expect Wh*en You're Exp**ting 

***********Spoiler alerts: Do not read this if you want to see the movie**********

I went into this movie with VERY low expectations.  Our rule for girls night is to see movies our husbands don't want to see with us. 

I knew that it would be rough with my story. But I wasn't expecting it to be so on target.

First off, there was a story line about a miscarriage.  I remember being in the hospital just like her. Crying just like her.  Feeling just like her. I think I have a very healthy attitude towards out lost child, but man, this scene totally brought me there. 

Secondly, infertility. A couple comes to the decision to adopt.  They make sacrifices. They struggle financially and emotionally. The Husband has a hard time coming to terms with it.  Thankfully my husband has never struggled with it.  But I know it's something a lot of men really can't come to terms with and it once again made me remember how amazing and supportive and loving my husband is.  Funny enough my husband and I were talking about infertility just before the girls got to our house. 

Lastly, in relation to me, the horrible pregnancy.  The mom felt exactly like I did when I was pregnant.  I hated it. Every second of it.  You want to love the time you have of carrying your child.  It makes you feel like there's something wrong with you. Unlike the story, my pregnancy with Pumpkin was also filled with lots of medical ups and downs. Does she only have three arteries in her heart? Does she have down syndrome? I don't even remember everything.  But there was a lot going on. Anyway, the end of her story was like mine. She started hemorrhaging.  She didn't have a hysterectomy like me.  But she did almost lose her life.  Again, it brought me back. I remember Pumpkin's heart rate dropping and having to rush into an emergency c-section.  I remember seeing her face over the sheet for the first time and thinking she was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.  Instantly, the last 9 moths were a wash.  I didn't care about how awful I felt.  Then I could feel myself weakening.  I knew I was about to pass out.  Waking up hours later to find out I was knocking on deaths doors. 

I know the movie isn't getting good reviews. And I probably wouldn't have liked it as much if it didn't relate to me.  But man did it.  

I do wish I was sitting next to my friend Heather. #1 Lindsay was talking in regular tone during the movie and I hate that.  I kept shushing her. I am totally that person. I will always tell talking people to be quiet. I have a really hard time not doing it during previews. hahaha  #2  It's hard for other people to empathize with you if they haven't experienced any part of what you went through. Heather and I kept exchanging glances from one end to the other.