This leg of our journey has come to an end, but there is still so much road ahead of us that we're willing to conquer. We move onwards down this road, still seeking the light at the end of the tunnel. Though this was another failed month, a lot of new information was learned that will help modify treatment paths moving forward. When we found out the news yesterday, I came home and parked myself in bed, and my husband (and dog), never left my side. I wasn't kidding when I s
tis the season to be thankful... and yet while thankful for all I have in my life, I'm still aboard this pregnancy journey. With my numbers slowly increasing (often a sign of trouble), I was prepared for the worst when we had an ultrasound on Monday. I really was prepared, until we heard a healthy heartbeat. In all of our other pregnancies, we had never made it this far - and this was not at all something I was prepared for, and something I continue to struggle to process.
I've never kept diaries, mostly because anything worth writing about seemed fleeting. I definitely tried when I was younger, and looking back to read one entry is a cute, yet extremely brief trip down memory lane. When the idea of this site came to me, I sat down in my bathrobe and just started writing. The format came naturally and the objective - well for cathartic purposes really. But when I shared this with a few trustworthy sister types, I was encouraged to share this