Note: It’s late in the day, but I feel inspired to write my inaugural #MicroblogMondays post right this minute. If you’re curious what this is, get the details here.
Three years ago today, my husband and I stepped foot into a fertility clinic for the first time. We had already fought and won the battle of bringing our first child into the world and we were ready for a second. It felt monumental to be there, at that intimidating place where people with REAL fertility problems go for monitoring and shots and consultations and bad news. I was scared to death.
If only I had known then where I would be now….
Life is full of surprises, friends.
Sometimes they freaking suck.
And sometimes, they are breathtakingly beautiful.