Fifteen Weeks, four days. Day 111 in the quest to chase our little miracle
My friends, i have been thinking… Scary i know, but bare with me…
My journey began 180 days ago, as 100 days of IVF… I had no idea that on the 100th day i would actually be pregnant, well i had hoped, everyone had hoped…. But it was in Gods hands.
I decided on day 100 that i couldnt stop, that my story wasnt finished… So i continued… and now as the days progress i realise i am in too deep, that my story must continue on, that for my child and for myself i must continue to write daily so i never forget the story behind my miracle, so each day i can remember how i struggled and how blessed i am.
So my friends, i will continue, i will continue writing my story, expressing my deepest emotions for another 186 days – so what began as 100 days of IVF, will become 365 days chasing a miracle…
I wont lie, it is going to be hard, posting each and every day, continuing to express every emotion even when i am scared to let people know, but one day my miracle will read my story and know just how much she is loved. And in the depths of my heart i hope that somewhere out there there will be someone reading my story finding the hope and faith that they so desperately need.
I want to remember where i came from, and i want to remember everything that influenced my life, and one day when i am old and have lived the best years of my life, i want to remember every detail of the year i spent chasing my miracle. I also know in my heart that if there is one thing that i would treasure above anything else, it would be a diary from my mother at my age, and i know that i can give that gift to my child, to my george.
May your days be many and your troubles be few. May all God’s blessings descend upon you. May peace be within you may your heart be strong. May you find what you’re seeking wherever you roam.
