Well, the beta last week was negative, and here we are, in IUI 3. Monday night, a deluge of tears. But Tuesday, the weather turned warm, and with the arrival of spring, there is hope.
The results seem like a shadow though--Tuesday night we found out that our good friends, who'd also had difficulty conceiving, lost their baby, who was due in April. I can't imagine the nightmare they've been living through. A week ago, they'd been encouraging us. They'd been lucky--pregnant after one IUI. Everything is just so fragile.
The rest of the week was a blur. This weekend I had a really positive experience. I'm writing an article about the online IF world, and I met a blogger in the community. Interviewing her was inspiring. I felt I would be an imposter if I didn't let her know ahead of time that I had struggles as well. Great to feel that kinship and connect with someone who gets it. Just interviewed another strong woman for the article. Rock on, ladies--we'll see how long my own blogging attempts last though!
In other news, I found out today a memoir I wrote is being published. I cried (shock!) at reading the news. I just felt worthwhile, you know? Your identity gets so wrapped up in having a child that it's hard to go after the dreams you have for yourself. Well here I am, world.
Heartfelt congratulations on the publishing of your very well-written memoir!
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