After a year with many doctor's appointments, enough blood work that I wonder how there's any blood even left in me, and more negative pregnancy tests than one should ever have to see, it only seems fitting to end 2016 with a follicle check and blood work.
No one makes eye contact. If you make eye contact, you might have to smile, or worse, talk to someone. And, yet, as I wait for my name to be called, I wonder about these women. These couples. I wonder what their story is. What tests have they had done? How long have they been trying to conceive? The questions go on and on.
We all have something in common though. As we ring in the new year tonight, we are hoping and praying that 2017 brings a positive pregnancy test, a full-term pregnancy, a happy, healthy baby. We're hoping that we've spent our last Christmas without a child of our own.
We're hoping that our infertility journey is over.
Infertility is not an easy walk.
It can feel very lonely, and incredibly desolate.
What's easy is to type up a list of all the questions and wonderings, and complaints about how life isn't fair. Because you know what, it's not.
As I think about the end of another childless year, however, I can't help but remind myself of all the things I'm thankful for, and for the reminder that God's plans are not wrong, and they don't forget.
Friend, there is hope. This could be your year. The year you become a mama.
When you're feeling your worst, jot down a few things your thankful for. Pray someone else.
I'm praying for you, and I wish you well in 2017!