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One step at a time

As we mentally & emotionally prepare ourselves for an FET, I slide between emotions.  Sadness that we have to go through this again; thankfulness that we have embryos to use rather than starting back at square one; gratitude and overwhelming love for the boisterous two-year-old who is currently being made into a baby burrito in our living room; fear that we'll be a one-child family; shame that I have this great kid and I'm still a little hurt by pregnant announcements.  It's a shit show at best.

A shit show made greater by trying to read through our new insurance policy to see what's covered and feeling a touch of PTSD as I'm hit by the terminology and memories of our first round of IVF.  I guess my big question for our consult is to find out what we have to do to get our 4 embabies from Chicago.  My bigger question is how soon we can move forward.


I'm seeking calm.

I'm seeking patience.
I'm seeking acceptance.

We'll see how the appointment goes & then take the next step -- because really, that's all we can do.


xo

Mama Porch

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