Keep on truckin'Nope. Really, what was I thinking? Very silly of me to dare to dream.
We will get there, one way or another, and when we do we will be the happiest family in the world. I can't wait. In the meantime, I just have to make the best of what we've got.
I'm not taking the piss! I really am ok!!
I think I have finally crossed over to the other side. I'm no longer a normal person who's been given a raw deal for no apparent reason. I am, or should I say we are, a couple with a serious medical condition that leaves us unable to conceive or to carry a child. It is probably the worst blow we could have been dealt, the hardest obstacle we may ever have to overcome. But we are still here, still getting up in the mornings, and still getting on with life in a fertile world.
And every time I look at my darling, beautiful boy I know I'm the luckiest mum in the world. If I did have another couple of children by now, as planned, then there's no way I'd be able to spend as much time with him, and we have such a laugh together. He's a real little comedian. He shouts "Hello Daddy" to passing men in the street and then we both crack up laughing when they look confused. If he hears someone swearing in the street he repeats the word over and over and shouts "Mummy, that man said ****", and then we giggle as the person looks terribly embarrassed. We spend a couple of days every week, just the two of us, doing fun stuff together and he always says "I love doing things with you, we have fun". So thank you infertility for giving me a special relationship with my gorgeous boy.
When the time comes, he will be a big boy. We will do it together, all three of us.