9 months ago we received the devastating news that there was a very high chance A would never be able to achieve a pregnancy. 12 IUIs and 2 IVFs of a 2 year quest had come to an end. Our prayers unanswered.
It was surreal to go back to the campus that houses the RE’s office. The last time I was there, A had just completed her embryo transfer for IVF #2. We held hands encompassed in a hopeful energy and our heads swirled with dreams.
This time my heart was much heavier. I was there to seek out information for a family member on their alcohol detox and treatment program (it’s a large research hospital). Its been a tumultuous couple months and I find the timing to be rather ironic. I can actually say I’m thankful that we aren’t expecting a newborn right now.
There is some grace in unanswered prayers.