To my dearest little miracle,
I spent 2009 chasing you, wanting you, needing you. When all hope seemed lost, when everything i had left inside of me was broken, when the clock ticked over to 2010 and i thought it was over, i was wrong, so very very wrong...
Nobody knows the extent of the joy and the appreciation that the miracle of life brings, like those who have struggled, or watched someone struggle though the journey of infertility. December 31st marked the 100th day of my 100 days of IVF, i spent 100 days documenting my journey, writing from my heart, hoping to touch people with my story, hoping that someone out there would learn from my experiences, hoping that my story, my journey, the pain that i faced, was for something...
I had thought that my 100th day would have brought me solid answers, but it didnt, and as i wrote my final post i realized that 100 days was just the beginning. and if i was to chase you my miracle, i would have to write each day until the day that i met you...
I want people to understand the miracle of life, i want people who have never struggled to understand just how blessed they are, and i want those who also travel this journey to know that they are not alone, and there can be a happy ending, if they just have hope and believe that miracles are real...
My child, never forget just how much your father and i love you, remember that whatever happens we will always be here for you. Learn from our story, learn from your mother, and know that no matter how dark the tunnel, no matter how deep the hole, there are people there to hold your hand, give you hope, and get you to the light, and pull you from your dispare.
I will cherish you my child forever and a day.
Love from a mother that will be.
