Friday, October 09, 2009
As I said last year, today is a little rough for me (us) and has been, and I expect it to be for as long as I (we) live. Today we should be celebrating the third birthday of our first child. We never knew officially what we were having, but in my gut I felt it was a girl. It is hard for me to think that I should have a three year old little girl running around. I should be concerned with dollies and mini tea sets and pig tails.
With infertility, it seems that certain dates loom on the horizon and provide landmarks of your journey through the horrible Land of the Barren. Every time one of these dates approaches I hope it will be the last of its kind that we greet with empty arms. Mother's Day, Father's Day, Christmas and my due dates...all difficult times of year for us.
My hope for us is that by this date next year we have a child to hold, to help ease the heartache of years of empty arms.