1. I think my blogging mojo – in fact, my general mojo for life – might be returning. I’m starting to feel it, though there’s no real evidence yet!
2. My niece stayed with us for the weekend, and we had fun
together, watching her favourite Youtube videos (she enjoyed introducing her favourite
host to us), baking, going to the museum, cycling around the harbour, and going
to a movie.
3. We went for sushi (her favourite lunch) after the movie Storks, and as
we chatted about it, my husband surprised me by saying, “if only storks really
did deliver babies, then we could have had one.” There’s my warning – beware
the ouch moments if you’re going to watch the movie.
4. I heard a comedienne talking on the radio this morning, talking
about a miscarriage, and saying, “no-one talks about miscarriage, but when I
mention ours, all these people who have experienced them come out of the
woodwork, so we should talk about them more.”
5. Different Shores recently wrote an excellent post about the limbo of
infertility and the need to take back her life, and it reminded me of the years when I had to travel internationally
for business when I felt that my life was on hold - I couldn’t plan for events or
outings with friends or family much in advance, in case I had to be away - and how that ran for several years, then overlapped for several more years with infertility
and loss (absences don’t help when you’re trying to conceive!), and then eventually
the limbo of infertility took over. Just
before my final IVF, I remember thinking about what life might be like
afterwards if we didn’t get pregnant, thinking that I might finally get my life
back and be able to plan and look forward again, and (for a short
time) I felt an overwhelming sense of relief and freedom. Whilst I wasn't able to get out of limbo during infertility, it helped to remember how good that relief felt for that very short time, and to know that there was something good waiting for me at the end.