37 years old.
I’m still no closer to becoming a mother. But what I realized this morning when I woke up in my beautiful bedroom in my nice home beside my husband who cooked me dinner and bought me a BEAUTIFUL amethyst necklace from my favorite jeweler AND my favorite cupcakes from my favorite bakery is that life, albeit not what I had envisioned at this age, ain’t half bad. In fact, I’m down right lucky. And deep down, I’ve always known it.
As a gift to myself, I ordered our genetics test kit which is required by our IVF doctor. First step taken. Deeeeep breath…
I.CAN.DO.THIS.
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