I woke up this morning feeling so sad. I am waiting for the clinic to call me to say it was a mistake or something. I guess it's a self defense mechanism to keep from feeling utter despair. It feels like a death almost.....because you have so many dreams wrapped up in the process. What will our baby look like? What names do we like? When would the baby be due?And now we have to let that go because it's not meant to be. Who knows where we go from here - that is something we discuss with the doctor. We are definitely out of money and have maxed out our credit and 401k's. This is why it stings even more. We robbed Peter to pay Paul to make this happen.
I was asked if I regret sharing this part of our journey again when it ends so sadly. My answer is still no regrets. All of you have been amazing and supportive and encouraging beyond words. This process can be so lonely and make you feel like a leper and I have never felt that at all. I have always had great friends that want the best for me as I do for them. So thank you. I don't know when I will post again. There's not much else I can say right now without sounding sad and pitiful! So I'm off for now. Love to all! Xoxo
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