When I first heard the saying, "The days are long but the years are short," I didn't understand it.
I do now.
In less than two weeks I will finish this summer semester. That means I will have finished one whole year of school. I can barely believe it.
I can barely believe any of it.
I never got pregnant.
None of the dietary changes, vitamins, supplements, or acupuncture worked.
None of the fertility treatments succeeded.
I spent four months applying to graduate school.
I gave away half my stuff.
I sold my house.
I went back to school.
And now I have finished a year.
All I know is when that last IVF did not result in pregnancy, I was spent. I had nothing left. I had spent three years of my life trying to have children (it felt like a decade) and I felt like I had nothing to show for it. I promised myself that I wouldn't be sitting in the same chair in the same house doing the same thing three years from that point. That was two years and four months ago.
Let's keep this party going...