I’m never far from it. Infertility. Perhaps it’s the fact that my muscles are dutifully stuck in warring resistance, so full of this fight we have so audaciously fought. And you know what? We won! We won this sucker with a little bit of gumption and a whole lotta gluten free bagels. We did it!
And I forget. Because there are days when my mind wanders down that well-worn road and my muscles ache with fatigue from the fight. There are days when I fixate on the time that was stolen, or the time we still have, or the possibility of siblings — the possibility of another war.
But here you are, kicking with life inside. Finally!
And I forget.
And the truth is that I don’t know. I don’t know how difficult it’ll be to conceive again. I don’t know the why for the when. I don’t know. But I DO know that I want to remember. I want to remember you here and now, just like this.
Big shoutout to our friends at Avenue Creative for capturing these fleeting moments and for helping me to stop and remember this time with you.
See more pictures on their blog here!