This is a statue that Greg bought for me a while ago.
I love it. I have always loved it.
But, to be honest, sometimes it made me sad.
So, Greg, being the discerning and wonderful man that he is, discreetly put it away. It hasn’t been out of the box in more than a year.
But, a few weeks ago, Greg pulled it back out, and put it up for me. And I cried.
Because we are—finally—having a healthy baby.
Due date: March 17, 2014.
The blog is relatively recent. But this—this news—for us has been literally years in coming.
I am extremely grateful to everyone who has helped us out along the way. I am very grateful to my Heavenly Father who has answered this prayer and answered many, many others in the meantime.
But I have been nervous that something would go wrong. But it hasn’t. Nothing has gone wrong. We have had two really good appointments. I saw our baby on the screen, just the exact size it was supposed to be. I forgot to ask for a photo because I was such a mess and so relieved. And I heard the gentle swish-swish-swish of the heartbeat, strong and perfect.
We got this baby with some help…the last set of femara, follistim, ovidrel, and IUI paid off. To me, it is just a specific example that hard work and patience pay off.
March 17. March 17. March 17. WE ARE SO EXCITED.