The tears we shared over unwanted medical results and the fears we entertained on the possibility of never being a mum.
The sadness at being judged for not having kids, the trepidations we felt while waiting at the Dr’s office and the intense pain from yet another failed cycle.
The endless questions of when will it be?
Today we drank coffee while our kids played with play doh. Together we watched them played snakes and ladders and them boss each other around.
Today we smiled, laughed and scolded those little monkeys, but most of all today we looked back with gratitude. We counted our blessings and said a prayer for those still waiting for their miracle.
Today was the yesterday we hoped and prayed for.
Nothing is special about us, except we choose to hope and continue in the faces of negative results and reports.
We never gave up hope.
When against all odds we were told our wombs cannot carry a child because it was badly scared, we hoped.
When we were told our situation was unexplained, we hoped.
When we were told no egg was viable from yet another IVF treatment we just, we hoped.
When friends after friends had babies and we go away from every christening crying, because we felt like failures, we hoped.
Today our hope is a reality. Our desires, living, talking, breathing and laughing.
Today I encourage you to hold on, draw strength from within and keep hope alive.
I can only ask that you look at my story and believe that perhaps your you desires too will become real.