A year ago today (well, okay, yesterday) was the day a very faint blue line told me the third and last survivor of those 5 little embryo's had settled itself in my uterus and dug itself deep down into my heart. His start 7 months later wasn't nearly as premature or scary as that of his big brother and sister, but he is just as big of a miracle as they are.
Look at those three little eggs now!

Just over three years ago I had almost lost hope of ever becoming a mother. That last IVF was brutal. I was just about ready to throw in the towel. With every injection all I could think was "After this cycle, I am NEVER going to empty another syringe into my belly! I give up!!" I almost DID give up. The very last shot was delivered by my husband, their father, because I just couldn't do it anymore. I was done. Beaten. Without hope.
And look at me now...

I am a mother!!!
A wonderful story of hope! What a beautiful family you have.
ReplyDeleteThis is one of those posts you want to bookmark and send to people who are on their very last shreds of hope.
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ReplyDeleteAw, what awesome shots! You are such a beautiful family.
ReplyDeleteHope. There is hope. I am reminded of that by this post...